in Martin’s defence, it is pretty sexy when he does it…

image description below the cut:

[two scribbly drawings, colored in soft shades of brown of Jon and Martin on a couch. Both have a mug of steaming tea next to them – Jon’s on a coffee table next to him, Martin’s stands on the floor.
In the upper drawing Jon sits to the left, legs crossed and peaks over the rim of a book titled “Sagas of the Sea” in his hands. He appears as a thin, small man, has a darker skintone, wears rectangular glasses and his black, grey-streaked, curly gathered in a small messy bun at the back of his head. A round and curvy Martin lies on the couch next to him, in slacks and a light woolly pullover, holding a small comic book in his hand. His thick wavy hair falls graciously over his forehead but is cut shorter in the back.
Jon asks: “Martin… are yo- …. are you in heat?”
Martin looks at him, slightly blushing and says: “What?! Why would you ask that?”
Second drawing: Jon puts the book down and faces Martin more directly: “Well, it is the season. Also you keep slapping your belly while looking at me suggestively.”
Martin’s big, dark eyes gaze up the ceiling in a thoughtful but guilty manner while he blushes more deeply.]