Relaxed Quentin was Eliot's favorite. It relaxed him, too, made him feel like everything in the world was good and where it was supposed to be. Quentin in general did that, really--just being near him and being close to him--but relaxed Quentin was a whole other thing. He left gentle nips and bites all over Q's chest, then set to work on his pants, continuing his trail of kisses there.