Church Bells

"What?!" He exclaimed, confused. "I don't even know what you're talking about! And no, I won't be your partner!! And definitely not after this!"

"Then I guess I should just make you a one-night-stand, he said thoughtfully."

"I still have no idea what you're taking about!" He exclaimed, exasperated. "Just get off of me, you...jerk!"

"No. Sex or partnership, pick one--I guarantee I won't disappoint, either way." He winked flirtatiously.

"S-sex?!" He looked appalled. "I-I know you were suspicious! And you thought I was the pedophile?!"

"I am a younger man," he said with a wink.

"I DON'T WANT TO HAVE SEX WITH YOU EVER!" He was probably a bit too defensive there, but whatever. "And f-fine! If it means so much to you, then I'll be your stupid 'partner' just GET OFF OF ME!"

He stood up and stretched.

"Sweet, didn't want sex with you anyhow. So, take me to your place?"

Completely conspicuously, Mars crossed his legs and folded his hands over his lap.

"No." He said simply, trying to regain his composure.

Priestly raised an eyebrow.

"...Are you in need of assistance?"

"I'm fine!" He barked defensively.

"...Uncross your legs."

He opened his mouth to reply, then fell silent for a good amount of time.

"...no."

"You have an erection, don't you?" he asked gently.

He just glared at Priestly.

"...get out." He said, looking quite ashamed.

"You need to take me to your house," he said, showing no sign of leaving. "You know, it's nothing to be ashamed about--God gives us erections for fun and reproduction and love."

He buried his face in his hands anyway.

"I'm only ashamed because this is your fault!" He snapped. "I don't even know you, and yet..."

He trailed off and let out a deep sigh.

"...Just come back later or something."

"I have nowhere to go," he said simply. "But I'm sorry--would you like to get to know me?"

"That is the absolute last thing I want to do." He spat bitterly.

"...So you want anonymous sex?" he asked, confused.

"I don't want sex at all!" He snapped, again, really defensively. "Why would you even suggest such a thing?!"

"Because you're hard," he said, rolling his eyes.

He bit his lip.

"...it'll go away eventually." He said unenthusiastically.

"I can make it go away sooner," he suggested softly.

He glared daggers at Priestly.

"Don't you dare!"