It's been a few months since Tommy had moved into the Doom Manor with him. In recent days he'd started withdrawing. Gar had had a merciless libido and that hadn't exactly stopped and there's no way that Tommy didn't know that. But Gar had been making excuses to not have sex with Tommy even though his body craved his mate.

Today he's standing in the bathroom, staring at the mirror. His hands stroke the stomach, now showing. He couldn't help himself in feeling like he wasn't attractive anymore. He knows he shouldn't think like that that Tommy would be upset with him but the thought still remained. He's lost in thought and if Tommy comes in he wont't initially react.