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Ira grimaced, realizing his mistake far too late to take it back. He'd gone too far: crossed the line into the emotional territory he knew Brian couldn't stand. He could feel the tension spread in the older male's body- the distance the blonde was putting between them physically and emotionally. Quickly, Ira forced a smirk, trying to cover his indiscretion with the usual taunts and sarcasm now that he read the same from Brian.
"Yeah, well, that's just 'cause you're the only one I've had, old man." He countered after the brief kiss, a smile on his lips.

The teen smirked, gearing up for their battle of snark, "that's a pretty cocky thing to say..." He taunted, near laughter and he bent a bit closer to Brian, "S'pose I'll have to ******** you a few more times, just to be sure of what I'm supposed to compare every other guy to."
When the older blonde complimented him, Ira gave a genuine smile. Even though the comment was backwards and sarcastic, Ira knew Brian well enough by now that any small sign of affection- even something as silly as this- didn't come easily to the man. As his shoulder were pushed back, Ira sank back to sit on his heels, Letting Brian contort his body as they knelt there on the shower floor. "You can just admit it, we both know I'm smokin' hot" he teased with a gentle chuckle and a smirk. Ira paused for a moment, then spoke again. "I guess you're attractive enough...for an old man" he returned Brian's half-complement with one of his own, but his sarcastic facade quickly crumbed. "Actually," he admitted quietly, "I think you're incredibly sexy. I stared at you for months at Babylon before finally asking for your number." In a rare moment of truth, Ira was divulging some of his true feelings without worrying about swelling Brian's already healthy ego. "I'd been dreaming of what being ******** by you would be like for...well, what seems like forever. and not that a cocky b*****d like you needs to hear it, but what you d-do to me... The reality is way better than anything I imagined." Ira smirked, "and I have a very active imagination."

Ira frowned as he watched Brian rise to his feet and slowly leave. The teen waited a moment before grasping the bar along the wall and pulling himself to his feet. He rubbed his knees, trying to urge feeling back into them after having been on them for some time. Then slowly, he stepped out of the shower, turning the now luke-warm stream off. Ira looked about him and reached for a nearby towel, wrapping it around his waist tightly before he went off in search of the older male.
His frown returned as he spotted the man stumbling into the kitchen. After a small hesitation, Ira walked over and pressed a hand to the male's back for the briefest of moments. "Hey..." he spoke tentatively, "I know you don't like my talking about...stuff...but I can't even compliment the sex?" He teased gently, trying to break Brian from his current haze and hoping to understand the man better.