He can totally make his mouth form words. That is a capacity he has.

"Mmmrmph," he says.

Thaaaaaaaaat might be a problem but whatever he can figure it out later. Being looked at and liked is very very good. 

He takes the guy's wrist and tugs. "Come on." 

He goes along where he's tugged.

"...You're so pretty."

Sentences! He's good at sentences.

"You're so pretty." In? In. 

The clerk glances at both of them. "Thirty bucks for you"-- he gestures at Kaleva-- "free for you"-- he gestures at Sasha.

The most beautiful boy in the world just called him pretty. He is not capable of thinking about things like paying.

If it takes him more than a couple seconds to respond Sasha will elbow him in the side. 

What? Okay. Money. He can exchange money for goods and services. Yes. He is so competent at things.

(He doesn't even feel bad about having to pay when the most beautiful boy in the world doesn't. Obviously the most beautiful boy in the world should never have to pay for anything.)

And then they're in, and the very pretty boy is still looking at him like that, and it's warm and a little bit sparkly and Sasha isn't sure what it is but he likes it a lot. 

There's a little sitting area before you get into the bathhouse proper, and men are sitting and talking and cuddling, and--

That is a video of a man fucking another man. Like, that guy's dick is going inside of another man's ass and they're both very obviously enjoying it and it's just playing on a TV screen and no one is paying attention or even really noticing and he is embarrassed and shocked and more turned on than he's ever been in his life. 

It certainly is a video of a man fucking another man. Sasha sits down and pulls the boy down with him and murmurs "you should cuddle me." 

!!!!!!!!

The most beautiful boy in the world is touching him!!!!!!!!!!!

Kaleva's brain has entirely stopped functioning, which is good, because mostly what it's been doing for the past year is making him miserable. But Kaleva's body has opinions which are that the most beautiful boy in the world should be clutched as close to him as possible.

— oh. ❤️

Being held is really nice. And the boy is soft. Sasha makes a soft happy noise into his skin and lets himself be clutched. 

The most beautiful boy in the world made a noise and it is literally the most important thing that has ever happened.

"You're so pretty," he says, halfway slurred together from the way his face is smooshed into the boy's shoulder. "And soft. Soft is important." 

Kaleva's brain would have some problems with this statement but Kaleva's brain is completely out of commission right now. Kaleva's body is of the opinion that hearing someone say nice things about him feels really good, especially when they are also beautiful and touching him, and things that feel good should happen more.

He whimpers.

And he makes nice sounds. Going to a bathhouse to be cuddled was not really the point but this was an excellent idea nonetheless. 

Sasha shifts in the boy's lap, presses a kiss to the side of his neck. 

Kaleva gasps. That feels-- amazing-- better than anything he has ever felt in his entire life-- it's too much and he wants more--

Sasha can just keep doing that, then, kissing the boy's neck and shoulders between telling him that he's soft and pretty and makes pretty sounds and he should keep holding Sasha. 

It's so so much, it's too much, it feels so good, he should tell the boy to stop but he doesn't want to, he doesn't want it to ever end, he can hear moaning that sounds like it's from very far away and then everything whites out--

Did he just come from being —

Sasha kisses him on the cheek and leans against him and whispers "Beautiful." 

He feels so warm and good and happy and at peace, it feels like he's floating, he doesn't ever want to move again--

They don't have to move. They can stay here, pressed up against one another, for as long as they want. 

Kaleva has a profoundly stupid expression on his face. For once in his life he's too blissed out to care.

Eventually he recovers the use of the English language enough to say, "you're so good."

He's so, so cute. 

Sasha pets his hair and kisses his cheek and whispers "Beautiful" again, puts his head on the boy's shoulder.