Don't even try and guilt me. It won't work, certainly not in this situation.
[He says rather snootily, even when his eyes, rather traitorously at this point, flick to graze over his arms. Jeremiah doesn't usually like them so young, but Gino doesn't quite look it like his peers, and... yeah, he doesn't really have any excuses, actually. There's really nothing that forgives him doing anything other than demanding Gino to redress and go home. He's too tired for this, and the blond looks too good like this, and maybe Jeremiah himself isn't just a little in need of what he's being offered.
Still, he scowls to himself as he looks back to Gino's face. No sense in covering up his actions, but come on Gottwald. You're better than this.]
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[He says rather snootily, even when his eyes, rather traitorously at this point, flick to graze over his arms. Jeremiah doesn't usually like them so young, but Gino doesn't quite look it like his peers, and... yeah, he doesn't really have any excuses, actually. There's really nothing that forgives him doing anything other than demanding Gino to redress and go home. He's too tired for this, and the blond looks too good like this, and maybe Jeremiah himself isn't just a little in need of what he's being offered.
Still, he scowls to himself as he looks back to Gino's face. No sense in covering up his actions, but come on Gottwald. You're better than this.]