Movie night! [Rina/Tal/Draco!]

[Rhi-Rhi]

"Ahahaha, hah, you wouldn't." That came out weaker than Gabriel intended when the shirt came off and he felt his face heat up as it started to occur to him then that maybe he would.

But he stood his ground out of sheer stubborn determination even as a thread of nervous worry started to worm its way in. Yeah, he couldn't be serious...could he? Noooo. Yeah, sure, there had been that one time where he'd caught him in bed and groped him and he'd walked off stark naked and everything but really, that had been in his own apartment and Gabriel had learned then that he slept naked. That was different! He was just bluffing. This was too ridiculous for him to really go that far.

"Heh, funny, funny, now get out. It's my hot water, sweetpea."

[Tally]

"Oh, I wouldn't?"  Wrong thing to say.  It just made Roman want to prove that he assuredly would.  It was difficult, maybe impossible, to be hard core with frosting and tea drying in your hair, but he gave it a shot.

"You willing to take that bet?"  He reached behind Gabriel and turned the shower on.  His other hand unbuttoned his jeans.  "Last chance, Tierney.  Take off or get a show."

[Rhi-Rhi]

"Uhhh...no?"

But even as Gabriel said it, he could feel his resolve crumbling. His eyes flicked down to Roman's waist and then back up. It was just a big game of chicken, is what it was, and this was about the time he'd normally be skedaddling. And he wanted to flee. But that was what Roman wanted, and then he'd never hear the end of it and augh! Screw it!

He had started to edge away but, in a last ditch effort, he stood his ground and rallied. It was kind of ridiculous, this driving need to prove himself and win, but whatever!

"Ahaha, you realize how freakin' gay this is, right?" He laughed, the effect kind of ruined by his blush. "Okay, okay, fine, bring it! You said show..." Reaching out, he trailed a finger up Roman's chest, ending with a tap on the chin. "...so I expect a show, babycakes."