The teen looked up at his old enemy, golden eyes clouded with many things, lust being only one of them. He reached up, running his hand down the man's front slowly, carefully feeling the ridges and smiling softly. "Huh. Better than I thought," he murmured before his hands returned to his own shirt and started to pull it all off. Soon enough, his own built body, made lean and fit by years of intense dance training, exposed before the detective.
Awesome nerd