[Phoenix was quiet as he followed off after Miles into their shared room. Slowly slipping off his suit jacket as it it were just another day home after a long days work. Hanging the piece of clothing along the back of the single seat in the room, he was only broken away from his own nervous thoughts when Miles suddenly spoke up.]

--Huh?

[Oh. Had Miles taken off his cravat when he wasn't looking? It wasn't often he had caught sight of the other mans exposed neck. Why did that concept make him feel like he should have been kissing it?

The thought got him blushing again.

And then the news hit his ears. Causing him to pause mid-step toward his best friend. His eyes widening and his lips parting slightly as disbelief took him. Not that he was all that sexually experienced himself, but he just couldn't understand how a man as handsome and popular as Miles had not been with anyone during all this time.

And yet, he wants to do this with Phoenix, now? Of all people and of all times?

Why?]

Ah! R-really?

[His blush spread further, his eyes averting away from Miles as he suddenly found it hard to make direct contact.]

That is, um, if I'm making you feel pressured... You don't have to do this if you do not wish to Miles.

[And then, finally, he looked up, shyly meeting Miles expression.]