"Close your eyes." Hartley could see the doubt in said eyes, but then he stepped up to Cisco once the eyes were closed. He reached for his hand and moved it under his shirt. It was tight enough that he had to lift it up for that quite a bit, but either way it led to Cisco's hand against his bare chest. But that wasn't the only thing happening, since with his other hand Hartley combed Cisco's hair back from his face, fingers woven into the silken strands. "Your hair's beautiful."

He just whispered, but at this point they were too close for that to matter. "You feel I'm a guy. You know I'm a guy. You don't have to tell me, but if there's any part of you that would like a kiss right now, you're into guys."