[ He huffs a bit of a laugh at that, shaking his head at the absurdity. ]

Some gift; like an automatic people filter.

[ But doesn't he do the same thing? Hold everyone at arm's length, either a gun or a knife at the other end if he can help it. It's not happening now, doesn't need to with the two of them commiserating in a way. Parts of their guard down, like sticking fingertips in water to test the temperature. ]

Sadly, that's a universal woe. [ He isn't concerned with gender, but on the occasions he's wanted to indulge and get fucked into the bed, it really was a trial to find someone who didn't think he was some helpless twink.

(That never ended well for them, the absolute last thing he is would be helpless). ]

Some guys just think I've got a cute face and a jailbait attitude to match. Setting them straight is more trouble than it's worth, usually.