They were a sight. Both of them sitting together, obviously squirming and trying not to attack each other.  "Frances appeared focused on the food he shoveled in his mouth steadily, but he wanted to touch Quin. Put his fingers through his hair, spread his legs and feel him inside him again. it was painful, but intoxicating and addictive.  "...yes." he cooed  "But.. I must see about my orientation first. I mean.. it can be today.. right?"