Alright, Cisco's explanation of why he was so unready to believe people actually cared for him was both understandable and heart-breaking all at the same time. He didn't deserve being treated like that. "Honestly, I don't think you're being used by this guy for anything but your body," Scott told him patting him on the back reassuringly. Note to self: kick the ass of anyone that tried that trick on his friend again.
"Am I going to regret telling you that you can do tests on me?" Scott asked with a soft laugh, wondering what the hell Cisco had in mind and he totally agreed with Stiles, "emphasis on 'when we get home'," he said with a nod. "I think that may be way too much information, Stiles," he told his boyfriend shaking his head in awe of his lack of shame. Scott was still reeling a little from the information they'd been heard. A lot. He didn't need Stiles painting that kind of image!
"Ignore Stiles. Jeez," he said giving him a gentle nudge. "Just wear what you're comfortable with. Be you and don't pretend to be anything you're not," was Scott's advice on the clothing situation. "And nothing comes off you don't want to," he told Cisco with a nod. He had to know this was all under his control, not some random guy's. So Stiles was being the 'getting laid' cheer-squad and Scott was the 'doing it right' cheer-squad.