Stede hadn’t expected that, but he’s not about to look a gift horse in the mouth. His eyes go wide as he nods, fast and way too much really, but he can’t help the enthusiasm. Five minutes to explain himself and make this right—it’s not a lot, but he’ll take it.
“Should we move somewhere more private then? And…” He can’t help the way his eyes dart down, taking in the sight of Ed in full. He’d been so struck by seeing him at all at first that he’d barely processed the outfit. Or the lack of one. The man is practically naked and seemingly lathered up in that sun cream people have been going on about, skin fairly glistening in the sun, and he looks… good. Better than good. Except that isn’t the point, and he needs to focus. He tears his gaze away and back up into more neutral territory.
“Should we get you a towel? Or something to, uh… cover you up a bit.” He hopes any heat on his face could easily be blamed on a light sunburn. He’d opted to sit in the shade rather than lather up after all.
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“Should we move somewhere more private then? And…” He can’t help the way his eyes dart down, taking in the sight of Ed in full. He’d been so struck by seeing him at all at first that he’d barely processed the outfit. Or the lack of one. The man is practically naked and seemingly lathered up in that sun cream people have been going on about, skin fairly glistening in the sun, and he looks… good. Better than good. Except that isn’t the point, and he needs to focus. He tears his gaze away and back up into more neutral territory.
“Should we get you a towel? Or something to, uh… cover you up a bit.” He hopes any heat on his face could easily be blamed on a light sunburn. He’d opted to sit in the shade rather than lather up after all.