[If they knew what the other person was feeling self-conscious about they might have laughed. He didn't exactly dress for the occasion either, with his plain black boxer briefs beneath his simple clothes. He is fairly toned at least, but that had nothing to do with any prep work or special efforts he'd put in for tonight.]
...yeah. [He nods, and he almost wants to apologise for the hard-on she's giving him that she's dangerously close to feeling up. But what does he apologise with? 'Sorry, it's been a while'? 'Sorry, I really want you'? He doesn't even know why he feels compelled to apologise. His eyes flutter close and he hisses when she gets his pants down enough to feel how hard he is through his boxer briefs, vibranium fingers curling into her sheets.]
Sorry-- [But he hadn't decided what to follow that up with yet. Colour tinges the top of his cheeks and a nervous-sounding laugh tumbles from his lips.] --you're really getting me going.
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...yeah. [He nods, and he almost wants to apologise for the hard-on she's giving him that she's dangerously close to feeling up. But what does he apologise with? 'Sorry, it's been a while'? 'Sorry, I really want you'? He doesn't even know why he feels compelled to apologise. His eyes flutter close and he hisses when she gets his pants down enough to feel how hard he is through his boxer briefs, vibranium fingers curling into her sheets.]
Sorry-- [But he hadn't decided what to follow that up with yet. Colour tinges the top of his cheeks and a nervous-sounding laugh tumbles from his lips.] --you're really getting me going.