If Simon ever doubted Peter was into men, that was probably laid to rest at Peter's expression that was somewhere between shock and arousal. The slide up of the knee to hide anything potentially popping up was a dead give away before Peter looked ANYWHERE BUT AT SIMON and coughed, trying to get his brain functioning again.

"Uh. Not?" Something he hadn't bothered with in the past and he had no idea how to do anything with makeup, though he'd seen some of the others with it plenty of times and didn't think much of it. His mind was still very much wrapped up on the mental image of Simon's body. That red was good against his skin...