Matt halted and had to cough into his hand. He wasn't in all actuality much of a tease, or hadn't been rather, but maybe it had to do with Mohinder himself and the effects he had on him. That resolve or whatever you could possibly call the earlier moment would absolutely crumple if he kept thinking like that.

"Watch it, or you won't make it that far", he muttered back, looking up at the ceiling.

Jesus christ, now he was thinking about it. Entirely new. He'd recieved handjobs but never given them and now he was thinking about it. And he absolutely had half a mind to push him into a wall again, but knew better and once again shoved his hands into his pockets and kept his eyes, for the moment, fixed elsewhere.