<blockquote>Yuri tucks his face into his outflung arm. "I haven't done anything with anyone." Since it's Otabek, he doesn't have to explain. He can just look at the way the grass bends under his arm, trace his eyes down the blades into the shadow of his body. "You didn't tell me how it doesn't work. I want to know."
Otabek sighs. "It doesn't fit."
As if Yuri could resist that challenge.</blockquote>
