[Matt would be lying if he said he didn't notice Shiro's recovered arousal -- there's a part of him that's only ever focused on that, on the close proximity of virile, strong, powerful, majestic stallion, a part that has his chest throbbing with wanting, has the apex of his thighs aching and dripping wet, until he presses his knees together and forces himself to take short deep breaths. But there's another part that's still the underclassman at the Garrison, awkward and helplessly smitten from the second he laid eyes on his new lab partner. That part is trying to keep him reminded that this is still Shiro, that it's Shiro who might not be interested in what Matt is now. Altered, changed, reformed into something base and primal and animalistic.
Still, it's a reaction of both these parts -- lovestruck schoolboy and lust-ridden breeder -- when Matt looks up through long eyelashes and frowns, almost pouts.]
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Still, it's a reaction of both these parts -- lovestruck schoolboy and lust-ridden breeder -- when Matt looks up through long eyelashes and frowns, almost pouts.]
Do you...not want me to stay?