as expected. he doesn't.

You make motions in the air of groping a chest and Gilbert stares for ten seconds before tilting his head.

God why are you so horny by everything. You want to pin this fucking oddball to the wall and ride him and make him sing like the canary you bet his voice would be in bed considering his normal speaking voice. And maybe turn that unnerving smile of his upside down.

You bet a frown on his face would be so out of place it will make him a thousand times more attractive to you, you'd want to take a picture and frame it.

Then you'd want to gag him after letting him sing because you can tell if he blabbers and you have a feeling he will when he's overstimulated, it'll get annoying real fast although who knows, maybe while doing it it'll work you up, you really don't know.

Maybe you'd get him to suck on a dildo as a gag, god his lips are so damn red and fluffy looking.

"Sam." You've both been walking in silence and him talking makes you realise you've been staring.

"Oh sorry, what is it?" You imitate his plastered smile and Jesus this feels like a horror. "Was thinking about some songs to play later."

"Mainly how he'll sing in bed - that you'll probably make me imitate. Please don't do that to me Queen." Your horsie complains and you smile even wider.

"I was wondering why you were staring at me but that makes sense." He closes his eyes and sighs. "To be honest, I don't really want to go to this movie thing."

No, no. You're not going to be that female friend that's emotionally there for the guys. No.