Pete wished often he could do as Ae asked and stop being so shy. After all, there was nothing about him that Ae hadn't seen, nothing he didn't know. Still, whenever Ae complimented him or just mentioned sex, Pete's cheeks would unfailingly heat up and he'd have to fight the urge to hide.
There was only one exception: when he was spread out under Ae, his boyfriend's hands and lips all over him, making his skin tingle, his heart race, his dick achingly hard. Clinging greedily to Ae's strong, sturdy body, Pete pulled him into kiss after kiss, shyness forgotten.