Not at all. I could watch your backside for hours.
[Oh, Holy Mother, he went directly from lamenting his own failures as a person to diving right back into them head first, didn't he!
Nikolas smiles. He thinks very hard, though very quickly—he has experience in it!—on what kind of smile to make it be, and in the end he lands on "awkward." It would be all too easy to make it sharp and painful, to let Winter believe the comment had been a cruel jab. Or he could make it salacious, and let Winter know exactly how much he did want him, genuinely; perhaps that would change the course of things right here.
But what he truly feels, deep down, is awkward about what he just said, and in a grand concession to becoming an honest man, he lets that show on his face.
There is all of the amusement in it, too, that he feels with himself.]
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[Oh, Holy Mother, he went directly from lamenting his own failures as a person to diving right back into them head first, didn't he!
Nikolas smiles. He thinks very hard, though very quickly—he has experience in it!—on what kind of smile to make it be, and in the end he lands on "awkward." It would be all too easy to make it sharp and painful, to let Winter believe the comment had been a cruel jab. Or he could make it salacious, and let Winter know exactly how much he did want him, genuinely; perhaps that would change the course of things right here.
But what he truly feels, deep down, is awkward about what he just said, and in a grand concession to becoming an honest man, he lets that show on his face.
There is all of the amusement in it, too, that he feels with himself.]