Okay, so it was a bit obvious in his own mind that Slav was a bit sexually frustrated, given his recent line of thoughts. But he could not help the fact that he had been a bit distracted to even remember girls lately.
Suddenly Slav felt as if he was right back in middle school, with his brother laughing directly in his face as he was. Only usually he was more used to someone else laughing at him, not the Oldest. Well, yeah, Nik had in the past. Not that Nik was really the laughing sort, not really. Okay, he was tripping over his thoughts, instead of his licking his wounds.
"Yeah," he could not help but say, repeating himself. "Whatever." The younger man shifted uncomfortably, turning back to mess with the pots again.