"I don't know," he admitted, because somehow just climbing all over Clark and biting and licking and fucking and sucking and licking was wrong right now, and not just because he was actually busy eating his own food with typical mechanical efficiency.

Mostly that, though. The taste of Clark and fafael just didn't go.

"There's a car upgrade to do, I've got a new piece of lab equipment that needs to be assembled, and if we really get desperate we have video games, model kits, and whatever other toys we can wrestle out of Jason's room."