derek+ chest hair
“Oh. Well I just thought it was because you didn’t trust me yet. Or maybe you were the messy type and was too embarrassed, I don’t know.” He giggled awkwardly, then shook his head. “I do like you Norman, a lot. And when I get attached to someone there are few things that will keep me away from being with them. Kids are not a dealbreaker for me, I’m a lot more mature than I seem,” he insisted, smiling as he squeezed his hand. “Oh, is that why? So you don’t have to be home right away, right?” he asked with sudden interest, standing up and tugging the other man up with him. “We can definitely go back to my place then, since its nice and comfy with plenty of room. In fact you can stay over if you want, wouldn’t want you to be lonely back at your place,” he suggested as he stepped closer to him, looking up at him with hopeful eyes.
Norman looked over the other, raising a brow at the other’s look. he slowly traced his fingers over the other’s face. His fingers curling around the rim of Don’s shirt, pulling the other in closer to himself. "What’s wit that look Don? Got something planned for me when you get me back to your loft?” Norman smirked as he pulled Don in for a kiss, having missed kiss the man. Norman gripped at Don’s hips and held the other close to his body. He slipped his fingers under the other’s shirt, smirking slightly. “So you against the idea of being bent over in public? We can pull down your pants just enough to get that ass out. If you don’t mind being quiet, otherwise you can move us to your loft fast.” He smirked.
“Scarlett did a lot of her fights, and any time she had the opportunity to try a stunt, she did! She always went the extra mile. She truly commits to her role as the Black Widow.”
— Heidi Moneymaker, stunt double.

