"Scott darling––" His tone was gentle at the moment but that didn't reach his face, his eyes were somehow darker as he approached to the shorter man. "Did you enter my lab recently?" Anthony rolled up his sleeves, approaching to Scott until he was standing in front of him.
"Because some of my stuff are not in their place." And it didn't really matter but sometimes Anthony just needed an excuse to get out his frustration on the other one, because it was somehow calming the way Scott looked at him, like if he didn't dare to leave, because he couldn't leave. Scott was his and his alone.
His tongue ran through his lips and leaned in, his right hand reaching to wrap around Scott's neck and part of his jaw. His grip wasn't strong now but that could change. "Do you know why?"