[And when Oliver relaxes, he relaxes too: his legs sag into the mattress and he lifts his arm to make room for the other man before resting his hand on his head, stroking his hair.]

What are you talking about? It was special because it was you. I'm lucky you didn't find someone else before I got here...

[Someone better, he thinks but does not say. While Connor has no trouble finding men he can sleep with, men he can fall in love with - men he can trust - are another matter. No such person can be found, because in his mind it can be only Oliver. ]

And I hope you weren't planning on kissing me more, because I might have just thrown up in my mouth a little bit.