i just know peter grinds the air when he's needy humping nothing like a desperate mess until he comes hands free just from the friction and the sheer neediness of it all
every time peter feels alone since he was forgotten he drags himself to frank's place craving comfort and one night he drinks himself absolutely senseless until his inhibitions are completely gone and he starts making blatant advances on frank grinding himself shamelessly against frank's body pressing his hard on against him moaning pathetically while tears roll down his face as he begs frank to touch him telling him he's starving for physical contact that he needs to feel someone's hands on his skin so badly it physically hurts him that he can't stand going another night without being held and touched like he matters
peter spotting frank at the bar, thinking the older man wouldn't recognize him. but peter's enthusiasm, his sweet cologne, and that high-pitched greeting gave it away. made it worse for himself when he called frank "tiger".