Nick notices the shift in Cabanela’s pose and frowns. Can’t hide much from a man who won at poker every time he played.
"Who needs umbrellas when we have each other?" He leans in, placing another kiss, "You and me, safe and sound together, yeah?"
Conversely, Cabanela knows him enough by now that he catches the frown and knows he’s been busted. So much for secrecy.
"You and me, safe and sound together", he repeats, accepting that small reassurance, and lingers on the kiss. "…nothing like it."
"Uh… h-hello. Are you in need of assistance?" Preferably not for murder, because he’s had enough of these eccentric types.
"Detective Cabanela, Special Investigation Unit. At your seeervice!"
"anyways baby here’s wonderwaaall"
He is, indeed, grateful Cabanela doesn’t make a fuss. It’s probably the last thing he needs right now. “I can play the violin and the theremin.”
Good. Phase 1 is go. Phase 2 hopefully involves hot chocolate or something else to feed him. Maaan, he’s a mess.
"How do you figure that sooounds accompanied by a guitar?"
Jowd was at a bit of a loss of what to do, standing there while Cabanela continued to explore his neckline with gusto. Was that all he wanted? Jowd was happy to stand there and let him continue (after all the sensation was very enjoyable) but he felt he should do something…if only to encourage Cabanela.
"Sure." he says, while one hand remains stroking its chosen hip the other winds it way to Cab’s back, pulling him into a closer embrace. A little more affection, less 'don't move' and more 'this is good. I am ok with this…but also don't move…please'.
"I just…can’t believe this is all you want. You know?"
Gods, where does he start. He is not moving, that’s for sure - inebriated, comfortable and undeniably aroused, Cabanela shifts in Jowd’s embrace to be able to look at him eye to eye.
"Let me level with you, baby - I’d be hard-pressed to find a more attractive man in the whooole wide world…" His hands run across Jowd’s back, or what he can reach of it. It’s heaven. "You put it like that, my answer is that I want most things you can think of and a couple more."
There is a second part to this, say his intonation and the faces he makes as he tries to find the right words. To get his point through, he first needs to convey the immensity of how much Jowd means to him to the man himself. No easy task.