[Red Son pauses at the hands on his shoulders. Squawking in surprise at suddenly being pushed back, arms jerking back to catch himself-]

[Then the lighting changes his back is pressed to a wall and Macaque is caging him in and]

[Oh.]

[His mind had still been catching up as he decided to follow Macaque, to see where things go, but he really must be in dire need of a distraction to go this hard this fast.]

[Red Son looks down at where Macaque's hands are on his shoulders, then he looks up at Macaque, face getting red because if nothing else, this definitely hits right to his own kinks. He looks to the side, considering.]

[And honestly, with what the costume brought up, he can't say he's not also looking for his own distraction.]

[Its not like Macaque isn't stupidly attractive, both in just a general sense and in the power sense and its not as if Red Son has ever made it secret how attractive he found power. There was enough trust to believe Macaque wasn't going to do anything to hurt him like this. Macaque didn't seem interested in doing anything that would hurt MK, so if there was some glaring thing he missed about MK, it would mean they BOTH missed it, and that seemed unlikely.]

[(Also, there is a part of him that wonders how much this would get under Wukong's skin if he knew, because that divorced energy definitely went both ways.)]

[It takes him a minute to consider, before he finally nods, meeting Macaque's eyes.]

We're both wanting a distraction. There's certainly worst ways to go about it.

I'm sure.