Dick's eyes went wide, and he hesitated for a moment before reaching for the panties. The lace is fine and soft, not scratchy at all, but he already knows it'll look obscene without any room built into them for his cock. Blushing to his ears (and it seems as though he's been doing that constantly around Brice), he stepped into the panties, pulling them up over his thighs to his hips.

As soon as they're on, he regretted his choice. Handing the robe over to Brice, he felt even more exposed than he would he thought he might've naked, the lace stretched around his hips just like he thought it would and the bright red color standing out sharp and vibrant against his skin. His cock pushed it out in the front and the back didn't cover his ass, so the bottom of his cheeks and the crease of his thigh were clearly visible. Lace, well. Lace wasn't really meant for any coverage anyway.