[The how. Jesus. Matt's breathing shudders and he gets over his inexplicable shyness that takes him over. This is exactly what he wants. And he gets on his hands and knees on the bed, hips tilted toward Frank, toward the ceiling, his chest low to the sheets.]
...if you can handle it.
[A little bravado and bullshit to prove he's still himself.]
no subject
...if you can handle it.
[A little bravado and bullshit to prove he's still himself.]