Nick grinned back at Jeff. "Fine, the other half was focused on my face and my hip." He'd nearly come unglued at that one. He was so used to Jeff being very hands above the waist that it surprised him. Was probably more due to the fact that sitting down and kissing at that angle was an awkward enough position without adding the complications of trying to avoid touching "inappropriately". Again. Not complaining.
"Being alone isn't such a bad thing." Nick previous thoughts caused him to miss the feigning behind the scandalous tone. "Besides, you know I wouldn't press you for anything you weren't ready for." A slightly rosy tint rose to his cheeks. He'd thought about it. Of course he'd thought about it, being a hormonal teenage boy and whatnot. And he knew that any fantasy would fall short, just because it was Jeff. But he knew that for as out there as the blonde could behave sometimes, he was very shy about certain things.
"Anyway, I was thinking something similar to the night before your birthday?" Nick coughed, changing the subject. "You know, curling up on the porch swing and looking at the stars?"