[Regifortis]

"Huh. We do the same thing." Steve tilted his head in lighthearted mockery. "When I get a little too confused, I tilt my head like a dog. Although I'm not as cute as one. I shit less, though. It all balances out."

God, Steve, focus. "I guess I am distracted...good catch." He patted his stomach before reaching for the generously filled mug. "I couldn't say why, really. Maybe something crossed my mind while we...erm, fucked." It would all sink in and he'd be fine with it eventually, but the raw prospect of having sex with his landlord was still making him reel a bit. "But I don't remember anything. Mostly I'm just thinking of how much more fun streams will be with you there. N-Not that you have to come to all of them, of course. But I kinda like the idea of you showing me off to them, rather than leaving them wondering how you and I are together."

He looked into the mug. It was already half empty. "'Sugar daddy'...I guess I'm the sugar and you're the daddy. That's the only way it works. But I dunno if you like being called that for real...Nah, I really don't. You got a pet name you like?"