How to pick a Canadian upWhen Gilbert first met him, he wasn't in the mood to flirt at all. He had had a shitty day, what with people tricking him with cute things and happiness. That one was new though; tricking him with cuteness to sell him another of those happy stuff... Except he gave it for free too. Anyway it obviously was a trap. But he had no reasons not to try the sticky syrup the other gave him. As he tasted it, he had to admit it was the best thing that happened to him that first day of April. After updating his blog to mention him and give him some award, he thought a bit about him, and decided to thank him, and what was better to thank him than giving him access to his awesome body? He would do him the big honor of spending a night with him, which would obviously be the best of his life, and of course the Canadian would be grateful for it. That decision had nothing to do with the fact he didn't get laid in forever and how wicked cute the boy was. Looking forward to it, and overly confident -nobody
PruCan: Maple Syrup Thief"
taste like Maple Syrup
" Matthew muttered quietly, his cheeks turning pink as he pulled away from Gilbert momentarily.The red-eyed man's pale cheeks flushed lightly in response. It was quite adorable, Matt noted, smiling a little wider. He looked truly speechless, caught off-guard by the sudden question and unable to produce a decent response on such short notice. If he had been snitching it, Matt figured he would have thought of an excuse, as was Gilbert's usual way. Matthew could always tell when he was lying because of it. Well, that and the excuses normally sucked."I
" Gilbert began, pushing the mousy blond farther off of his lap. "So?" he demanded, still a bit flustered. He wasn't looking at anything in particular, just avoiding meeting Matthew's eyes.He was sure that Gilbert never got looks like the one he was giving him now; a look of pure adoration. He looked simply adorable as he avoided looking at Matthew, a slight blush on his cheeks. "Have you b