Clark chuckled softly, his thumb brushing against the skin of Xander's forearm, and he shook his head. "Not so much the stripping," he replied, "it's the putting yourself out there. You could've been signing karoke and I'd have still felt envy." He smiled softly, glancing out toward the darkness, and the ocean, and took a deep breath. "To share yourself with people," he grinned a bit, "slightly nude or not," he chuckled again, "it's something I've never really known how to do." Or been able to, really. Not without great cost.
He cleared his throat and glanced at Xander. "No, not disgusted." He shook his head. "Never disgusted." He looked away. "Probably the opposite, really." He drew a circle in the sand. "I couldn't look away."
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Date: 2009-02-22 11:19 pm (UTC)He cleared his throat and glanced at Xander. "No, not disgusted." He shook his head. "Never disgusted." He looked away. "Probably the opposite, really." He drew a circle in the sand. "I couldn't look away."