[The answer to his question comes in the form of a lock sliding into place. It is further elaborated when Alex returns, his hand and body forcing near overwhelming closeness and his mouth swallowing whatever objections Neil might have given.
Except, in reality, the Lone Wanderer has nothing to say. Nothing that he would offer up as a reject. He only falls back into his emotions and murmurs Alex's name against the other's lips, his hands now slipping into the other's hair.]
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Except, in reality, the Lone Wanderer has nothing to say. Nothing that he would offer up as a reject. He only falls back into his emotions and murmurs Alex's name against the other's lips, his hands now slipping into the other's hair.]