With both of the bedroom doors shut, Randy sat down on the end of the bed and waited for Kurt to join him. Like most things in the house, it was quite large, with more than enough room for the both of them.
Randy glanced around, considering the room's size. "It is pretty big," he agreed with a smile. "Gotta have somewhere to keep all my stuff an' conduct all my business."
"Ain't it?" Randy gave the mattress a loving pat. "Been servin' me well for over thirty years!" He moved in beside Kurt, looking him over, taking in everything.
"Mnn," Kurt arched a little, there was a gash on his upper thigh and a line that ran from the protrusion of his hip into his pubic hair and he wiggled away ever so slightly when Randy turned his attention to them.
"'Course I will, sug'," Randy purred, lowering himself so that he could brush the end of his nose across one of the scars. "I wouldn't be anything but."
"Mm... Guess it makes yours all the more interesting to me," Randy reasoned. He rubbed his nose along the length of the scar on Kurt's hip, following it all the way to its end.
Randy seemed quite pleased with this, and continued to rub his nose through the hair, enjoying the feel of it against his face. "I love this about y'all," he noted.