Jack presses a quick kiss to Steven's mouth.

"Yeah, yeah, I'll put on the Pumpkaboos for ya. It is your first time venturing into the waters of erotic asphyxiation!"

It oughtta be special. Lots of positive associations with it, chase away any of that lingering guilt and shame that might be lurking around over what had happened at the museum.

So he puts on the album, dims the light, and gets a few candles going. He lights the last one and turns to Steven, candlelight casting warm hues and sharp shadows over Jack's marked face.

"Oh, you are in a good time, babe. A really good time."