“Do you really wanna know, or are you just being polite?” A sly smirk plasters itself across Jasper’s face. He’s been dying for someone to talk to about it himself, but he didn’t want to make Blake uncomfortable talking about his experience having s*x with a man.
As Jasper is assessing Blake’s comfort, Blake seems to assess him too. He interrupts Jasper’s thoughts saying, “The look on your face is making me both curious and a little afraid. Hit me. What’s going on?” He sits back looking relaxed. Not a sign of discomfort in his face, tone, or body language.
“Okay. So. I think we’re normal, but—”
Blake’s smirk widens to an almost wicked grin. “That alone is not giving me any confidence. What weird s**t are you into already?”
“Well.” Jasper stops folding the washing, all his attention on
