[Tseng sighs a little, but can't help smiling with a glint of eagerness in his dark eyes as he wraps his arms around Reno to hold the other man in his lap. In this position, he's shorter than the redhead, and he tilts his head to look up at him.]

[Wryly:] Why do I think you must be dying, after a month without a single drink or sexual interlude? [Gently, he leans forward to nuzzle and kiss Reno's throat] I am not having sex with you until you have a clean bill of health, Reno.