“hey, i’ve gotta question for ya.” silas’ breath was hot against val’s ear as he spoke, letting out a laugh that showed just how intoxicated he’d gotten at this point in the night - if his wandering hands as he pulled val in to dance hadn’t done the trick for him. “you’re like... into dads, right? that’s one of your things?” he played with the buttons on val’s shirt, looking back at him earnestly, as if he was asking him a deep, complex question. “are you like... more into me, now? or is that not even possible?” in his mind, val was probably already so turned on by him all the time, that there was simply no room for growth. @bruutals​