"Of course I adore you. You're my soul mate. Any woman I may or may not find during my lifetime is just going to need to deal with that. Same goes for any man that you get with. I come first," he firmly stated, shifting to lay his head against Fletcher's shoulder for a brief moment, smirking up to him.
"I'd normally say 'Yes,' because I'd love a tiger experience. But I'm kind of...interested, per say, in someone already," he said. He hadn't quite told Fletcher about Cerise. He had been so busy during the holiday season that he hadn't had a chance. Plus, he didn't want to get ahead of himself. Just because he was interested didn't mean jack squat.
"Clever, mighty clever. You are living out every school boys fantasy," he murmured, still in complete awe. When Fletcher pinched his cheek, he giggled in a less then manly way, sitting up and rubbing at his face. "Now, what is the tiger's name? You did manage to catch that, I hope?"