[ Eyes on the screen, he tries to keep them there as Gamzee walks in and absolutely magnetizes his attention while doing precisely nothing. Red eyes flicker sideways, taking in lean legs and hips that taste wonderful, switching back as he tries to give him some small measure of privacy. ]
Nothing much. You good or d'you need to dry off some more?
[ Once those jeans are on, he runs a hand up the back of a calf and rests it behind a knee loosely. Inviting and reassuring with that one touch that Gamzee's still welcome to be as physical as he likes.
He doesn't feel like he's being very cool, as much as he's vying for it. ]
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Nothing much. You good or d'you need to dry off some more?
[ Once those jeans are on, he runs a hand up the back of a calf and rests it behind a knee loosely. Inviting and reassuring with that one touch that Gamzee's still welcome to be as physical as he likes.
He doesn't feel like he's being very cool, as much as he's vying for it. ]