He feels winded by the sight of him, clearly as thrilled and uncomfortable as he is from all this prolonged eye contact and unabashed flirting. Just a hint of his bare skin makes his mouth water like a goddamned animal, whatever remaining bit of blood that had been making its way to his brain automatically diverting downwards.
"I can see," he says, trying to swallow the hard lump caught in his throat. God. God. He wants to get down on his knees and worship him with his mouth. He can just imagine how he tastes, how he'd feel on his tongue...
He returns the smile, red now from head to toe. He's a man of his word though, and turns so Rama can get a good view of the front of him, flushed chest and need all on full display for this man. He keeps his chin up and his hand on the flannel despite the very strong urge to cower and cover himself, locking eyes with Rama and then taking a good long look at his body.
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He feels winded by the sight of him, clearly as thrilled and uncomfortable as he is from all this prolonged eye contact and unabashed flirting. Just a hint of his bare skin makes his mouth water like a goddamned animal, whatever remaining bit of blood that had been making its way to his brain automatically diverting downwards.
"I can see," he says, trying to swallow the hard lump caught in his throat. God. God. He wants to get down on his knees and worship him with his mouth. He can just imagine how he tastes, how he'd feel on his tongue...
He returns the smile, red now from head to toe. He's a man of his word though, and turns so Rama can get a good view of the front of him, flushed chest and need all on full display for this man. He keeps his chin up and his hand on the flannel despite the very strong urge to cower and cover himself, locking eyes with Rama and then taking a good long look at his body.