Stone is suddenly so hard it hurts. When Chihiro pulls off her top he eats her up with his eyes, then rubs a hand over her ribs, murmuring something about being plenty warm. He freezes when Monkling takes off her shirt, then her bra. He eyes the woman he grew up with, nearly speaks, but then Monkling does instead. He grins, nodding. "Yeah, almost a full matching set." He slips his hand over one of the small breasts, caressing curiously, eagerly. But even as he fondles the smooth girl, his eyes rest on Monkling. Gods, was she always this beautiful? Always this sexy?<br/><br/>He finally gives in, unbuttoning and unzipping his pants to get relief from the pressure there. He sighs, relieved, then focuses on the two, very different, visions in front of him. He scarcely knows where to begin. Then gives into a temptation he has had for years. He leans across and kisses Monk, firmly, a little clumsy as he has to lean over Chihiro to do it.<br/>