"Mmmmmmn," Lazarus rumbled the sound from deep in his chest, akin to a purring. He stared at Michael for a very long time, trying to picture him in the role he\'d declared for himself and not quite able to do so as clearly as he would like. He would need a display to kickstart his imagination, he believed, which required Dominic\'s presence. Not much time had passed since Lazarus had manipulated Michael onto the bed with him and begun their awkward conversation, though he was sure time was passing much more slowly for the mortal at his side - it was a matter of perception, after all. Time was relative, he\'d heard.
"When Dom comes into the bedroom, one of you is going to suck me off," Lazarus declared matter-of-factly, wondering if Dom would ask his boyfriend to perform the deed (for he\'d done it already, right?) or if he would perform the task himself to save himself from watching his partner do it. It would be interesting to see what role Michael would choose, for it would be Michael\'s choice and not Dominic\'s. "Do you want to watch him do it or do it yourself?"