[Peter has a retort in mind, but once again it's lost. He moans openly, very loudly at the rolling of Leo's hips against his own. He arches his hips up without really meaning to.]
My coolness factor is still at normal levels, Leo. [He will never think he's cool. A bog standard for Peter.]
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My coolness factor is still at normal levels, Leo. [He will never think he's cool. A bog standard for Peter.]