[And that's pretty much all the confirmation Clay needs. He keeps his eyes on Allen as he leans back, trusting him to hold him up, takes off his visor, and sets it on the table behind him. It's only get in the way during this, after all.
When he leans back in, he slides both hands through Allen's hair until he reaches the back of his head, pressing a few kisses to his jawline all the while, then lifts his head to murmur:]
You don't have to worry about that. I'll make sure the past hour is nothing but empty space in your head.
[... Of course, he's going to remember the past hour for the rest of his life, because that was the best thing ever, but. That's just him.]
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When he leans back in, he slides both hands through Allen's hair until he reaches the back of his head, pressing a few kisses to his jawline all the while, then lifts his head to murmur:]
You don't have to worry about that. I'll make sure the past hour is nothing but empty space in your head.
[... Of course, he's going to remember the past hour for the rest of his life, because that was the best thing ever, but. That's just him.]