Pitch smirked at the other him. “Really now? Does that mean if we were ever to make to bed together that I’d be the dom?” He teased, moving closer to himself.
Pitch had a coy grin not really wanting to admit he’d be submissive for his other self, though he seemed quite pleased with it. “Perhaps I would let you.” His eyes followed the other’s, it was as if he was looking into a mirror.