( the swell of lust and longing he feels as his lover clutches his chest is enough to make his knees weak. a lesser man may have dropped waylon right then and there, but eddie is strong enough to power through until his lover is safely upon the bench, wherein he goes about feral with need and has to force himself to look away from waylon lest he do something he'll come to regret. )

Darling... Be mindful, now. It's clear that you don't realize the affect you have on others, but should a man come along with less resolve than I...

( he clears his throat, fully composed, and looks but in time to catch waylon's inquiry. despite his regain sense of self, he can't help himself from leaning over waylon as he speaks, admiring the subtle curve of his jaw, the smooth work of his lips. at the mention of what's broken, he allows his gaze to travel down the expanse of waylon's torso, no less salacious. he could try to be more subtle about the way he's eyeing waylon up, but, well, you know how it is. a man can only be responsible for so much. )

That grisly business with the car, I'm afraid. It's shattered you. But... it's not something that can't be rebuilt.

And, of course, I had to take care of those unsightly things down below, make a space to welcome our family.

( then, he stands. )

Chicken, my dear? Tell me you aren't one of those vegan types. I haven't the fridge to accommodate you now, but I'll find some way to make do.