Sean was giddy with excitement. He couldn’t believe Norman had agreed to this. Well, he icould/i actually… Norman was such a fucking exhibitionist whether he wanted to admit it or not. He watched the younger man lazily from the bed, his hand casually stroking his lower stomach beneath his t-shirt, as Norman went about setting up the automatic camera, taking a few shots of the man lounging on his comforter.
“You look comfortable,” Norman joked, looking at him through the camera.
Sean smirked. Oh yeah, this was going to be epic. “I’d be more comfortable if you came to join me over here, Reedenstein.”