"Skin hunger." He smooths a hand up Wash's spine, ending at the nape of his neck. "It's- you get good at ignoring it. And when you're finally somewhere you can indulge it's like- "

Shrugging he focuses more on playing with Washes hair, mouthing at the skin of his jaw. For a long moment this is all he needs. A warm body that he trusts- someone he likes. "Getting drunk."