Unable to resist that bare neck, Syx pressed a kiss into it, running his nose up to Harrison’s jawline, “But once we are on the dance floor you are mine,” he purred, tightening his grip on Harrison’s hips, “I’m not going to share you again till I return you to your lovely husband.”
His teeth found Harrison’s earlobe, nibbling on it, “All mine.”
Harrison let out a warm breath at those delightful teeth. “I-I’m all yours right now,” he replied huskily, before turning his head abruptly. Without warning he captured Syx’s lips with his own. His slender hands snaked up to the sides of his lover’s giant blue head, and pulled Syx in closer. Meanwhile Harrison’s insistent lips and clever tongue deepened the kiss, challenging Syx to give him more and harder and rougher before abruptly pulling away.
“Any more, and you’ll be eating dinner in uncomfortable pants. Leather is not very forgiving when wet,” he replied smugly, his eyebrows dancing with glee at having stolen such a rough kiss.
“So you are,” Syx delighted, this turned into a gasp at the sudden kiss, eagerly returning it. His hands wandered, snaking up the back of Harrison’s jacket and finding skin through the open mesh shirt to his delight.
When Harrison abruptly pulled away, Syx narrowed his eyes and spun in the seat to pin Harrison against the seat. Leaning over his date, Syx grinned, eyes dancing mischievously, “Yes, but moist underwear is far less obvious than going into the place with a stiffy,” he chuckled, “Are you sure you want to play this game, naughty boy?”
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