Truthfully speaking Aled had reasons other than cleanliness for cutting the moment short. He was feeling like his control was a little too fragile and the moment a little too good for over indulgence. Most of is other lovers in his long years of life had been hard, gruff men like himself, or at least thick-skinned and confident in themselves. He felt he had to be extra delicate with Tim and that wasnt something he was used to. So he used menial chores to calm himself down and get his head together before returning to the small living room.
"Hmm, you say you need to grow, but I like you as you are. So that I can do things like this-"
He quickly reached down and hooked one arm under Tim's knee and the other under his arms and sweeping him off his feet like a princess. He spun them both round and then sat down himself, Tim snuggled in his lap. He kissed his forehead and smiled up at him jovially.
"-without even breaking a sweat."