It’s sick the way you people keep having sex without me.
“It’s sick the way you people keep having sex without me”
He can’t help but laugh at the other´s words, head thrown back , exposing even more the fading bruises staining the pale skin of his neck. A hand tugging lightly on his dress shirt, the first few buttons undone and revealing a little more than they should have been.
“Is that some jealousy I hear?” His voice was teasing, tilting his head to the side for their eyes to meet briefly before his raked over the clothes which seemed to fit perfectly on the latter´s body. A lewd smile formed on his lips at the sight, at the faint cologne he perceived in the air. Maybe he had lost his mind, maybe lust was getting the best of him at the moment. The elevator doors had barely closed when his body was already pressed to the other´s. Fingers traced his jawline with a hum, lips almost brushing over his in a mutter. “Angelo…right? This might be your lucky day…”