Who Ya Gonna Call?!

Having not the faintest clue of what to do, Mars just stood there in shock.

He proceeded to feel Mars up the sexiest way possible. Because Priestly was just that hot.

Mars pushed him away, finally.

"Stop it, Priestly!"

He kissed Mars in response.

He pulled away again.

"Priestly!" He growled.

He grinned.

"What? Don't you want me, even a little?...there's nothing wrong with it."

He shifted his weight and looked away.

"...It doesn't matter even if I do."

"And why is that?" he asked, interested.

"Because it's not like we're going to do anything!" He insisted.

"And why is that?" he asked, pouting genuinely.

"Because! Because...Because we haven't been on our date yet!" Mars really just said the first thing came to mind, and unfortunately, it was probably the wrong thing to say.

Priestly grinned.

"Okay, babe--just make sure to get nice and clean. I'll notice later, otherwise."

He sighed. He was just postponing the inevitable, but it was all he could do.

"...okay." He said weakly.

Priestly licked his lips suggestively before leaving the bathroom, closing the door gently behind him.

-x-

Mars adjusted his suit as he waited for Priestly. He was dressed nicely in one of the suits his father had given him, but it felt strange to be wearing it for a date he was having...with another man. Certainly his father wouldn't approve.

He sighed heavily and shifted his glasses. He doubted he would need them, but he had grown to like them so much he rarely even took them off.

Priestly soon walked into the front room, wearing a simple suit of dark blue. His hair was still dyed and he still wore several piercings and much jewelry, but somehow he still looked pretty good. He placed a hand on Mars's shoulder; okay, perhaps the black nail polish was a bit much.

"Are you ready to go, my love?" he cooed sweetly.

Mars jumped and turned to face him.

"Y-yes! I mean, uhm, I'm ready to go..." Why of WHY was he so nervous?

Priestly kissed Mars's hand.

"Are you excited?" he asked with a smile.

Mars took back his hand, completely red in the face.

"C-can we just go?"

"So I'm the only one with his heart pounding like a school girl's? Too bad." Smiling pleasantly, he offered his arm to Mars.

Hesitantly, he took Priestly's arm. Somehow, it just made him more anxious.

"Our chariot awaits outside."

Mars barely managed to walk and not fall on his face. This was terrible; why did people go on dates if they always felt like this?!

Gently wrapping an arm around Mars to steady him, priestly walked him outside to the taxi.

"Guess where we're going."

"Uhm...I have no idea." He admitted sheepishly.