He'd never seen a specimen quite like you. and It set him on fire. Since you joined the X-men.. he'd hung around more. Hovering behind you but never quite talking. He was sweet on you.

So it was no surprise his sidelong glance stuck as you walked in, complaining about the skintight super suit they gave her. Just like the problem in his pants, another problem shot from his knuckles. His claws piercing into the couch. A side-effect of being horribly aroused,

"Damnit,"

He cursed, embarrassed.