Gavin bit his lip before pressing into the kiss, cock twitching at the question.

"Fuck," His lips curl into an almost predatory smirk. Voice hardly above a raspy whisper he nods, "Yeah. Lemme... one sec. Lube... Condoms. You still have those on Mars, right?"

It's a weird, out of place joke, voice still a low, lustful growl. But he turns and reaches for the bedside table, tugging the drawer. He tossed the condom packet onto the bed, forgotten for now and pressed against Juno, tugging him closer as he parted his lips and pressed in for another kiss with a quiet groan.

There's a quiet click as he flicks the cap of the lube open, making quick work of pouring a bit out onto his fingers. He slipped his tongue past Juno's lips as he teased a slicked finger over his entrance, moaning with anticipation.