then pull me to the backseat

i'd probably still adore you with your hands around my neck

Smiling in thanks such that his dimples were on show beneath the days-old scruff on his cheeks, Everest lifted the glass to his nose and gave it the sort of pretentious sniff he'd seen from others, before glancing at Danta to see if the other man was also smelling his whiskey first.

"Oh, gods no." Shaking his head, it's with an amused laugh that he takes his first sip. Finding the whiskey appropriately biting, he coughs as the air in his mouth is seemingly reduced to flame. "I...really only became sexually active..oh..." Had he a watch to check, he might have done. "Two weeks ago?" Grimacing appropriately, though somehow just looking all the more endearing for it, the aviator shrugs without much shame. "Knowing I had a lot to catch up on, I thought I'd go to the experts to learn what I liked and didn't and how to be a good partner in bed."

Realizing belatedly what the Maverick had said, Ever glanced down at the sweater he was wearing with mild confusion. "Sorry, is that.." Smoothing down the front of it, he looks back to Danta. "..have I worn the wrong thing to be here?"

You've got to understand flirting, in order to be flirted with. Checkmate.

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