Up close, kissing and caressing it was apparent that Aiden's soft flesh was marred by a variety of faint scars. His breaths grew ragged as he watched Daniel's every movement, his face hot with anticipation. His left hand caressed his brother's face before brushing through his hair. "It's okay." he spoke softly with a small smile.<br/><br/>As was usual he wore button-fly jeans. At the moment the front of his pants were tight, the buttons puckering slightly. His body had gentle curves to it. When he would go out, it wasn't uncommon for him to be mistaken for a girl. Something that seemed to only feed his anxiety. It was also a major factor for the loose layered clothing he tended to wear.