"That's not what I meant," Red mumbled, he was getting sick of how uncaring and bored the werewolf sounded about everything about him and the entire arrangement. He was being a bitch and the prince had been nothing but quiet and polite. If it wasn't going to do anything then he'd be uncaring and dull back at him to see how he would like it, though he'd probably just not care some more. "I'll just sleep on the couch." He said finally, taking his bags and placing them in front of his new bed. He plopped himself down and glanced back at Douko to see what he was doing.<br/><br/>Red watched the other undress with a bright red bloom spread across his cheeks. He couldn't pull his eyes away as he leaned into the back of the sofa and let his eyes roam the exposed skin. He could tell the other was big, but he didn't expect him to be so strong either. A mixed feeling of fear and arousal rose through him as he looked away finally as the other turned towards him. Nervously he ran a hand through his hair, trying to make the tint to his face go away.<br/><br/>What was he going to do? Try to forget the image that was now dancing around in his head of the other in just his boxers. "I... Don't know." He said, not sure what he could do. He wanted to stay around the other at least a little bit so nobody plucked him out of nowhere and decided to eat him whole. "Did you want to do something?" Now the thought of him holding the other up from his activities sprouted in his mind. He didn't want to be a huge bother, he could just spend his time in the bedroom, he had packed a few books that he'd be fine with reading for a while if the other got busy.