Gus lowered his hand from his face upon seeing that she wasn’t completely naked anymore before he accepted the clothing, folding them over his arm as he did. The fire felt nice behind him and he sighed contently from the warmth despite his clothes sticking against his skin. As much as he liked rainstorms, Gus didn’t like being in them.
“I know Win, and I love you for still loving me after that stellar performance.” He laughed quietly as he shook his head, moving to place the bundle somewhere so he could strip off his waistcoat and then his undershirt. (Blasted, he hated all the layers of clothing that came with living in London – being a curse breaker was so much simpler.) “Plus you weren’t disappointing, just not exactly what I was looking for. Don’t tarnish your perfect record because of me.” He winked at her; it had been a rather jarring moment to realize that he didn’t like Winnie in that sense, or really, any woman, but at least it’d been her. Having someone he trusted to know his secret was nice, especially when she was one of his best friends.
The shirt came off and Gus just grinned at her, wide and shit grinning before he playfully swung his hips side to side. “I think you just want a show so you’d peek anyway.” Of course in that moment he laughed, his face turning a bit brighter because changing in front of someone wasn’t something he ever did. “But that’ll cost you one kiss on the cheek, if you can reach chuckaboo*, and one cup of hot cocoa.” He was a solid nine inches taller than she was, so Gus tapped his cheek for good measure.
*This descriptive term is used to affectionately describe someone who is a good friend.
“I know Win, and I love you for still loving me after that stellar performance.” He laughed quietly as he shook his head, moving to place the bundle somewhere so he could strip off his waistcoat and then his undershirt. (Blasted, he hated all the layers of clothing that came with living in London – being a curse breaker was so much simpler.) “Plus you weren’t disappointing, just not exactly what I was looking for. Don’t tarnish your perfect record because of me.” He winked at her; it had been a rather jarring moment to realize that he didn’t like Winnie in that sense, or really, any woman, but at least it’d been her. Having someone he trusted to know his secret was nice, especially when she was one of his best friends.
The shirt came off and Gus just grinned at her, wide and shit grinning before he playfully swung his hips side to side. “I think you just want a show so you’d peek anyway.” Of course in that moment he laughed, his face turning a bit brighter because changing in front of someone wasn’t something he ever did. “But that’ll cost you one kiss on the cheek, if you can reach chuckaboo*, and one cup of hot cocoa.” He was a solid nine inches taller than she was, so Gus tapped his cheek for good measure.
*This descriptive term is used to affectionately describe someone who is a good friend.
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