[5/13] Now if we're talking body you got a perfect one, so put it on me

Neil's cheeks flame with heat, an outrageous flush brought on by an equally outrageous gesture. He stands still for a moment, tilting his head a little to glance over his shoulder and check, again, if anyone's nearby or looking at them.

He can't help that his hips lurch forward. Barely a touch, and he can feel himself stirring inside his slacks.

"Gabe," he hisses quietly.