Jacob raises his eyebrow at Brandon's continued innuendos. He can only stand it for so long before his own desires and needs push up through the surface. And who could blame him really. Brandon was golden and beautiful and friendly. "Other firm things are usually nver a bad thing either." He gasped softly as Brandon really did start to glow. It was bright but not like the sunlight; no this was something entirely different. It seemed to be just all Brandon.
He adjusted his bag and slipped on hand into the pocket of his jeans. "You got all of that, from a first impression? That's very good. To be honest, classes keep me busy and I don't have to go home and work," Jacob answered nonchalantly. "I can't say that I'm sorry for being a distraction though. I'm rather fond of that. And seems to me you inherited all the right things from your father."
Unlike his own... a demigod, I wonder how many abilities of a full god that he has, not that he needs them. I certainly didn't think anything like this would happen but I can't help myself now. We can just see what happens. he thinks to himself as they continue talking though Jacob almost missed the last of what he was saying.
"Both free? I say that is a very good coincidence. Sundays are very good days yes," he agreed. Jacob looked down at his button up shirt and chuckled. "Buttons are good. We'll just have to see won't we." He fidgeted a little, mostly from being out in the sun for so long. "Cafeteria and deli are always good. What would you be fixing me? In your room I mean?"