The windows are tinted, the dark is settling [ likely proven by the fact that he's awake. ], and we're in the N109 zone. [ surely more nefarious things were happening somewhere else, likely not in far proximity from their present location.

does that make it the most ideal place? or the opposite? either way, sylus doesn't seem to think the crime rate detracts from the allure of sharing one another's warmth. this thought only seems all the more amplified when he feels that familiar warmth traveling down his body. he lifts his chin just slightly, clearly enjoying the soft pressure behind his touch. to prove that point, he tilts his head, pressing a kiss on alivian's forearm. it's a gesture almost as if he were returning an unspoken favor. ]

I thought you said you could last until you finished making your list.