It's a split-second decision, and Neil doesn't know fully get why. It would be easy, entirely too easy to cover his lips over the tip, to move as Jimmy from Westside had instructed.

But it's too soon, he finds. As Alex reaches to touch Neil's face, fingers trailing affectionately over his lips, the younger man begins to understand. Whether sexual, loving, or otherwise, the Courier would accept whatever of Neil's. And the Lone Wanderer would give himself freely. Entirely.

They have time to explore. They should focus on each other right now.

So he smiles at Alex, his hand again closing around the man's organ. "I love you," he murmurs before closing the distance with another kiss.