You've been drinking like the world was gonna end
"I'm hot enough to get away with it." Adam smirked, leaning up close to Nate's face as his fingers trailed down his neck and chest. The finger traced down the tattoos as they were revealed, curving around the bird and following the line of the snake. A little hum of approval left Adam as he looked Nate over, laughing at his comment about it being a contest.
There wasn't any time to really get into the comparisons though, not when Nate was suddenly above him, fluidly rocking into his hips and providing a warm and welcome weight above him. Immediately, he knew Nate was not going to be a submissive kinda guy, not with the way he was pressing himself down into Adam, and-- oohh.
Adam's whole body arched as he was called pretty, biting his lip as he looked at Nate with a dreamy smile. The word immediately went to his head and lower down too, made him lean up to kiss at Nate's jaw. "You're not half bad yourself, you know."
Adam
It didn't.
