He can do this, clinging to Glitch and kissing him like there's no tomorrow, hands struggling for purchase over sweat-slicked skin and loving every second of it. He can do this. It's not too much, and even if it is, it'll be fine. It's okay.

He hugs Glitch closer, hands gripping his shoulders from behind. "Yes. Love you. Want you. Anything you want, Glitch, anything."