Corbin shivers, as much as he tries to suppress it, he can't help the shuddery feeling down his spine as Quentin backs him up til he hits the dresser, and he jumps, he had forgotten it was there. That grin was doing something to him, and he couldn't put his finger on what exactly, a combination of fear and anticipation and a warmth in his gut that makes him want more.

"O-okay..." he turns around and is presented with himself, cheeks flushed, and Quentin behind him with that toothy smile of his. He chews on his lip a moment and then takes his shirt off, showing the freckles across his chest and back and shoulders, the result of a redhead who has to spend time out in the sun a lot. Quentin might remember Gunther mentioning his family has a farm, one which he was glad to get away from when the harvest had to come in.

The shorts getting shoved down make him breath in sharply, abruptly aware that he's naked now, and the flushed cheeks get worse, spreading up his ears and down to his chest. He looks down at himself because that's easier than looking in the mirror. He kicks the shorts away so they don't get tangled, even if he has no idea what's going to happen next. Or, he's pretty sure he knows what's eventually going to happen at least.