PSL || peter/odin

[shadowglitter]

JUST... JUST,, JUST TWO BROS -- JUST TWO, TWO BROS, BEING, BEING STRAIGHT

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[Peter bites his lip as he grabs his boxers before they slip off the edge of the bed, taking them with him to the bathroom - slowly. Being upright reminds him just how much he drank today and how it's still in his blood. Add a bit of a strained feeling in his guts and y'know, it's surprising how he manages to walk without too distinctly different of a gait.

He takes a hot shower and it's not the longest shower in the world but it's a long enough period of time for him to clean up but more importantly... think. He stares at the tiles of the bath glassy eyed for a few beats as he goes through the ways this situation could go rapid fire in his head. There are a couple of conclusions he draws up by the time he's out of the tub, stepping closer to the mirror to catch a glimpse of himself before gingerly stepping into his boxers and toweling his hair dry as he returns to the bedroom.

Looking at Odin, one eye hidden behind a fold of towel, Peter's quiet for a second. Then, just:] Sorry. That - uh, was a first? I got kinda wigged out by...

[He frowns, looks away. He takes the towel off his head and whips it at Odin before following its trajectory toward the bed.] That was a lot of cum, okay? On me.