He doesn't know why Mason's come over here in a thick polo neck. It's hot. He can see him shuffling and picking at the wooly collar. Brett opens his wardrobe and tells Mason to pick anything.
"Brett I'm fine"
"You're sweating like a pig" Brett says, pointing to a grey T-shirt.
Mason smiles and gets up. He begins to peel up the polo-neck, until he caught Brett staring too much.
"Hey peeping wolf, turn around"
"Spoil-sport" Brett said, obediently he turned around, waiting until Mason was newly dressed.
He looked great, and less heated. Brett tapped his arm and guided him back to the bed. They picked up their controllers. The Were couldn't help but smile as Mason now smelled of his odour.
It was fantastic, way better than that musky McCall smell.
The boys sat on either side of the bed with their toes slightly touching. Brett put a clumsy lengthy lean leg across the human's and began asking him about prom.
"So...you're still intending on asking Lukas huh?" He asks.
"Yes but I don't know how to start. Do you think I should investigate his hobbies or something.
"Investigate? Mase, it's really not that technical. Asking people out is easy"
Mason laughs, and rubs Brett's foot with his hand. The Were doesn't want it to stop. But seconds later, it stops and he's resting his hand over his toes.
"Easy? Brett your a hot rich bisexual that sleeps with everyone. Everything's easy for bisexuals like yourself, you see you like, you bang and then you're onto the next...Man Woman or banshee. I need advice man, I mean Lukas isn't gonna drop his pants just because of a smile. Well in your case..."
Mason pauses as Brett grabs his control.
"Did you just imply that I'm "easy" because I'm bisexual?" Brett asks.
"Not that you're easy, I saying just that your whole life is easier, because everyone leaps on you, and God knows how people you have sex with per day, but I'm not judging you..."
"Play times over Mase. Get out" Brett said, as he gets up and opens his bedroom door.