Despite being in on it, it still sends a shiver down Scotts spine. The way he speaks so terse in the best of ways. There's two sides to Phil in many ways but when they blend together is simple perfection.
"I think I should be able to handle that." He teases, he knows what he has and what he is. The perception of the people around them may see it as some sort of power thing, and maybe in a lot of ways it is. The two of them using their best 'assets' to their advantages. Phil with his unexpected strength and powerful state of mind and Scott with his punky attitude and good looks.
They were a hell of a match. Around others or by themselves.
"You got a preference to veggies?" He asks as he tucks away all their purchases in the canvas tote draped around the others shoulder. "I was thinking of finding some green onions and tomatoes myself." He wraps a hand around Phils waist, looping fingers into beltloops and pushing him out of the fray again so they can walk. He's probably a little too forwards with his affection, but Scott is handsy, both in and out of the bedroom, he likes that connection and simply can not help himself.
They don't get fair though before Scott eyes a whole table with cartons of berries. They look so inviting that he has to stall, tightening his grip to get the others attention. "Strawberries are in season right now. We could do like a sauce with sponge cake and homemade whipped cream?" He'd eaten the strawberries out of the basket Phil had gotten him first, so they could replenish and if they're lucky use both of those items later...
Hell maybe they could forgo the sponge cake entirely. But he wont say that out loud, he doesn't have a bit of an image to protect now that he's a public figure. People don't tend to be nosy in a place like this, but he doesn't need to take the risk either.
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"I think I should be able to handle that." He teases, he knows what he has and what he is. The perception of the people around them may see it as some sort of power thing, and maybe in a lot of ways it is. The two of them using their best 'assets' to their advantages. Phil with his unexpected strength and powerful state of mind and Scott with his punky attitude and good looks.
They were a hell of a match. Around others or by themselves.
"You got a preference to veggies?" He asks as he tucks away all their purchases in the canvas tote draped around the others shoulder. "I was thinking of finding some green onions and tomatoes myself." He wraps a hand around Phils waist, looping fingers into beltloops and pushing him out of the fray again so they can walk. He's probably a little too forwards with his affection, but Scott is handsy, both in and out of the bedroom, he likes that connection and simply can not help himself.
They don't get fair though before Scott eyes a whole table with cartons of berries. They look so inviting that he has to stall, tightening his grip to get the others attention. "Strawberries are in season right now. We could do like a sauce with sponge cake and homemade whipped cream?" He'd eaten the strawberries out of the basket Phil had gotten him first, so they could replenish and if they're lucky use both of those items later...
Hell maybe they could forgo the sponge cake entirely. But he wont say that out loud, he doesn't have a bit of an image to protect now that he's a public figure. People don't tend to be nosy in a place like this, but he doesn't need to take the risk either.