Ace pulled the towel off and Mark's hair stuck up. The towel fell on the bed beside them, mark pushed it onto the floor. Better to keep the wet towel off their sheets. "You shouldn't soak your shirt." Mark said, watch Ace stretch out intentionally when the shirt came off. He was really trying today. A shame he only got to dry Mark's hair? The shirt rubbed over his hair, soaking most of the water from his loose curls. "Why do you want to dry me off so much?" It wasn't as if Ace had never seen him without a shirt on. They' gone swimming plenty of times and Mark would on occasion(albeit rare occasions) walk around the house in his boxers. Now that he thought about it, Ace hadn't exactly ever touched him. He bathed ace and helped him into and out of the shower and with dressing mostly out of a fear of him falling. Bathrooms are dangerous.<br/>Mark took a moment and looked ace over, not bothering to hide it. "You've been working hard with that gym thing. No wonder your joints have been more brittle." Mark poked Ace's tummy and felt the boy squirm on his lap. For a moment Mark let himself smile a little. His hands found their way to rest on ace's hips. "Do you want to go to your gamin room now? Or should we do something else?" Mark almost started to suggest Ace get a new shirt but stopped himself. It wasn't that big of a deal. And wherever Ace wanted to go he felt like following. Just for a little bit until he felt like leaving.<br/>A noise caught his attention. He looked at the ipad to see what was playing and saw channing tatum stripping on the screen. Magic Mike? Was that what he was watching? "Ace. Strippers, really? Really?" He picked up the screen and looked. He'd never understood the appeal of a stripper. Sure the pole dancing was entertaining because how in the hell do you even begin to do that sort of thing? But it wasn't sttractive... So why watch it? "Do you like half naked guys in ridiculous costumes? Seriously, they all look the same." He tilted his head a little, watching. He was really going to have to keep an eye out for any evidence Ace might read 50 Shades. Good god, that would be a nightmare. How do you even begin to erase that from your mind. And Mark would know, he'd looked in a copy. It was... It was horrifying. " this isn't sexy." Mark stated as if that were the end of the matter and set the ipad back down.