Studying And Other Adventures

"Are you insinuating that I'm young and immature?!"

"I'm insinuating time changes all."

"Well...You're wrong." He insisted, still rather red in the face. "...so there."

He kissed Mars on the cheek.

"If you insist. But I'll have you know, I've gone through about three complete lifestyle changes so far--I expect similar change may happen to you."

He pushed him away.

"Don't be ridiculous. I haven't changed once in my life and I don't plan on it."

He nodded.

"That's what I said, before I was raped."

"Wh...?" He wasn't sure what to say, so after mumbling his confused syllable, he grew silent.

"Sorry--is it that surprising? It can happen to anyone, you know."

"But, you..." He couldn't make his thoughts into something that didn't sound completely offensive, so he just stopped. "...never mind. I...shouldn't say anything."

"It's fine, I'd like to hear your thoughts. What is it you're trying to say--that I was asking for it?" He held Mars's hand affectionately, unfazed.

He frowned.

"Of course not! That's...No, I just." He thought for a moment. "...If you were...raped...then why do you still enjoy...intimacy...?"

"That's simple--glad you asked," he said, beaming. "Rape isn't sex. Sex is being close to someone else, sharing in pleasure and vulnerability, enjoying a spiritual experience together...rape is one person getting off by violating someone else. Completely different."

He thought about it for a few moments.

"I suppose that makes sense..." He said after a short pause. "That's...All I wanted to ask."

He kissed Mars's hand.

"That's why I want to win you over, of course."

He just shook his head.

"But I..."

"You're already willing? I know, I just want to make it official and legit before we do anything."

"Of course I'm not!" He said immediately, frowning. "You're obviously not making any progress with me, can I go home now?"

"No," he replied, giving Mars Eskimo kisses.

He blushed and giggled before he could stop himself. Flustered, he pushed Priestly away.

Priestly gave him a dreamy, enamored smile.

He turned away.

"S-stop looking at me like that..."

"But you made me so happy--this is how happy people look."

"But, you're embarrassing me!" He insisted, though wasn't entirely the reason he didn't want to look at Priestly.

"Allow me to make you feel good in return~"

"No." He said sternly, crossing his arms. "The answer will always be no, so stop offering."