oh... oh, no.

molly gives him a sympathetic smile and a gentle laugh, leaning into him a little and fingering the edges of his t-shirt with a fond smile. he could upgrade him, just a touch, if caleb would allow...

"may i... dress you? just for fun. and if you don't like it, take it off, and i won't ask again. i have some things i think you could wear splendidly, a nice button up, a good tie maybe, or a jacket..." he trails off, his eyes running down caleb's body to his collarbone, chest, hips.

"if that's okay. may i?"