He's stubborn but this seems like a dumb hill to die on. Especially when he has more inexperience than he figures anybody his age should have. He might not be a virgin anymore thanks to elevator romps but that means exactly nothing right here and now.
So he's pliant as he takes a seat on the stool, legs parted just out of natural preference to be casually seated as always without being obnoxious enough to manspread. He looks up at her briefly through dark lashes, mouth loosened by her charm and lips damp with attention from his tongue.
"Tyler." Not his first or second name in his 22 years, but the one that's become his over the course of the last few years. He eyes the outside world for a moment from the confessional and then slides his gaze back to the faux nun with a small grin.
"If I ask you yours, is it gonna start with 'Sister'?"
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Date: 2024-02-19 06:00 pm (UTC)So he's pliant as he takes a seat on the stool, legs parted just out of natural preference to be casually seated as always without being obnoxious enough to manspread. He looks up at her briefly through dark lashes, mouth loosened by her charm and lips damp with attention from his tongue.
"Tyler." Not his first or second name in his 22 years, but the one that's become his over the course of the last few years. He eyes the outside world for a moment from the confessional and then slides his gaze back to the faux nun with a small grin.
"If I ask you yours, is it gonna start with 'Sister'?"