Noah feigns surprise, his hand going still on Freddie's thigh, resting there barely an inch away from his cock. "How did you know?" he asks, giving a gentle squeeze with his hand. He laughs nervously. "I almost thought something was wrong with me, but...I didn't mind. Not wanting anyone. Because, I was worried..."

Noah pauses, shy again, fretful. "Sex seems kind of scary," he admits. "Like what if I'm really bad at it?"