Somehow, during the outburst, she managed to get the shirt Simon picked out over Peter's head and was in the middle of zipping up the back with the tight collar in place when the other man came barging in. "If he doesn't like something, don't force--"
The words died in his mouth before they could spill off of his tongue and he gazed at Peter from behind and then at his reflection in the mirror for a long time. He noted the blushing and noted how Mindy was ignoring the whole thing before he lightly brushed passed her to buckle the back of the collar himself.
"Do you really not like it?" he asked, the tight black shirt over the dark purple pants going very well together. He almost let himself put his hands on his thighs-- But maybe later. He had to be better at denying himself to prepare for Peter brushing him off. "I think it's the perfect sort of honey to catch flies tonight, if you're into that."
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The words died in his mouth before they could spill off of his tongue and he gazed at Peter from behind and then at his reflection in the mirror for a long time. He noted the blushing and noted how Mindy was ignoring the whole thing before he lightly brushed passed her to buckle the back of the collar himself.
"Do you really not like it?" he asked, the tight black shirt over the dark purple pants going very well together. He almost let himself put his hands on his thighs-- But maybe later. He had to be better at denying himself to prepare for Peter brushing him off. "I think it's the perfect sort of honey to catch flies tonight, if you're into that."