[The question makes him pause, and the Psiioniic draws himself upright again. His body brushes against Dualscar's as he presses in close, and he cups the side of his face with one hand. Another sweet gentle kiss to his mouth and then he rests their foreheads together so he can stare into those purple eyes.]
I want to thee your face. [Another fleeting little kiss.] And you mine.
Psii has a talent for bringing it out yes
I want to thee your face. [Another fleeting little kiss.] And you mine.
[So no. No turning him on his face.]