He's so close and warm and bright and-- Peter's very aware that the other boy isn't even wearing a shirt anymore. It's delicious, tempting, and terrifying to want. But it feels good, and soon enough their bodies are tight together. Peter has to put his hands on the other boy just to keep them that way without either compromising balance.

The smile lights his own, a little daring and a little wicked and a little hopeful all at once.