"I've never really understood the big deal people make of it. Life's full of firsts anyway, so what makes that one any more special?"

Keith's hands slide up Bash's thighs to settle at his waist, arms looped loosely around him as he tilts his chin up to meet his eye. "And lucky for you, I don't usually stay out late here unless it's something important, and I haven't gotten myself into any trouble yet. However I do think I probably need a fork."