09-20-2018, 12:56 AM
Silas laid back and rolled his black tactical sweatshirt up to just below his pectoral muscles; his abdominal muscles rippled and jumped with the movement of his own body, each one of his six-pack were in pristine condition, hard to the touch and almost like an immovable object "If I do get pregnant..." he started, turning his head to look at Sidney "You realize I am going to lose this... right?" he asked, tapping each of his stomach muscles and making them jump further.
He turned back to Marc "My brother and I do not speak much, especially about our sexuality. The Flint's... well we do not like to acknowledge sex very much... My father could not even give me and Sirius a proper 'sex-talk' when we were younger..." Silas said with a shrug as he watched Marc set up the ultrasound machine "Sirius does not even date as far as I am aware... him and I share the same... problem, that isn't exactly a problem - depending on who you ask."
He turned back to Marc "My brother and I do not speak much, especially about our sexuality. The Flint's... well we do not like to acknowledge sex very much... My father could not even give me and Sirius a proper 'sex-talk' when we were younger..." Silas said with a shrug as he watched Marc set up the ultrasound machine "Sirius does not even date as far as I am aware... him and I share the same... problem, that isn't exactly a problem - depending on who you ask."
You can lead a horse to water, but cannot force a horse to drink.