you wont be able to keep up with me but thats fine as long as youre here to enjoy the ride
My Future Plans
get the hell out of here
My Talents
fast is both an art and a state of mind and ive perfected it
also i can tailor your clothes if youre cursed to make do with whatevers off the rack
Favorite Books, Movies, Music, and Food
ill try any food once probably twice im not picky go ahead and surprise me
try reading textbooks for fun theres a lot of stuff in the world and not learning when given the chance is just lazy
My Ideal Partner
here for a good time not a long time
Height
5'8"
Body Type
lean
Smokes
nah
Drinks
maybe
Drugs
maybe
Sign
aquarius
Education
enough
Occupation
problem
Income
enough
Children
no
Pets
no
Hobbies
fashion, reading, running, sewing
[He's surprised by the sudden shift in Pietro's tone, but the softer, warmer voice is honestly far preferrable to whatever he had before. It's not something Scott is wiling to admit, but maybe he doesn't have to verbally say it, his body relaxing despite himself and his cock pulsating against the other mutant's fingers as blood rushes downward. He's hardening more against those playful touches with Scott himself twitching against the wall before pushing his hips closer to him.
This is definitely better though.
A soft sigh exits from him in return, although he can't just let Pietro think he has him fully, right? Right. It's at least easier to push back just a little when those somewhat mocking words reach his ear.]
I only listen to others when I want to. I'm... not just whatever or whoever you think I am.
[He brings one hand up, moving up to wrap around Pietro's neck, holding him there and keeping him close just because. A mockery of a hug? Not really, but... he doesn't know.] But maybe I'm listening a little right now. Or do you need me to tell you what to do... as a hero.
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This is definitely better though.
A soft sigh exits from him in return, although he can't just let Pietro think he has him fully, right? Right. It's at least easier to push back just a little when those somewhat mocking words reach his ear.]
I only listen to others when I want to. I'm... not just whatever or whoever you think I am.
[He brings one hand up, moving up to wrap around Pietro's neck, holding him there and keeping him close just because. A mockery of a hug? Not really, but... he doesn't know.] But maybe I'm listening a little right now. Or do you need me to tell you what to do... as a hero.