[Every so often Corrigan's fingers make Kyle shiver, and there's nothing he can do about it.]

Oh boy, then you're really in for a treat.

[He manages to hold himself together until they arrive at his apartment building. Kyle spends the walk up to the fifth floor keenly aware that Corrigan is behind him, looking at his ass and hearing him try not to get out of breath, and by the time he's fitting his key in the lock his hands are trembling a little with nerves.

He gets the door open and ushers Corrigan in, marveling at how out of place this gorgeous man looks in his studio flat, which is clean but clearly old and approximately the size of a postage stamp.]

So. Uh. This is my place. Uhm. With... All my plants...

[There are indeed lots of plants.

Kyle backs toward his bed, which is tucked behind a low bookshelf.]

The, uhm. Most interesting feature is over here, though.