GLOSS

it makes my dick skip a beat, /he shamelessly said, a sly smirk coming to rest on his heart-shaped lips as he untangled his fingers from yours. he allowed himself to be pushed up against the car and raised his arms to cup the back of your neck instead, his black painted fingernails lightly grazing against your skin; 
            
            and that’s exactly what i’m saying. who says that you can’t still get to know me even after showing me a good time? personally, i’ve always thought the whole ‘base’ phases were sort of lame. 

so, you’re a sweet talker, huh?../he hummed, allowing himself to be led over to the man’s car as his thin fingers slid against the other’s own. the man seemed..interesting, but elio was more concerned with his attractiveness and how amazing he looked in the clothes he wore. 
            
            well, he wasn’t nearly as pretty as elio himself, but it was close; you aren’t using those charming words of yours to get into my pants, are you? because, believe me, papí, i can save you all the trouble. 

oh, i don’t drink, papí, /he purred, tilting his head to the side slightly and trying not to let out a giggle at the sight of your cute smile;
            
            i have to be in my right mind at all times, you know? i’m far too pretty to be getting all drunk around strangers. i won’t mind going to a bar with you though, having water is always fine with me.