#;the quick

For Frankie, at least, how they'd ended up in this position was the last thing on his mind. Not when he could practically feel how much interest the other had been paying to him recently. maybe not as aware of the fact the guy was clearly pent up, but still. who was he to deny it when the other had started tugging at his shirt? fabric tossed to the side, and more than happy to groan with the way the other's hand slipped up the leg of his shorts to start stroking him off. "Didn't know you got this horned up so quick, Billy. Should've definitely done this sooner." Frakie kept his tone even despite the way his hips were rocking up to meet the other's fist. Almost missing the way the other's head was sliding to the side, before letting out a surprised groan of his own when that face was pressing up beneath his arm. Shifting it a little, tucking his arm behind his head to make sure the younger had all the room he wanted, while his other hand was reaching to instead curl his fingers in to his hair. "You like that? You wanna get a taste, too?" Encouraging the other deeper, and shifting a leg to press between Billy's legs in turn. See just how turned on the other was.

In his defence, who wouldn't take the opportunity that had presented itself? Flirting with somebody whose music he'd spent more than a few years of his life listening to could've easily just fallen flat, but Adán had showed an interest. Flirted back. The fact it had eventually moved it's way to the backroom of a club, with the other man dragged in to his lap and so eagerly grinding down on him. He wasn't even going to pretend he wasn't hard as a rock, but considering he could feel the firm line of Adán's own practically straining in his pants. So, yes, his hands did eentually decide tht holding the other by his waist was no longer good enough, and instead shifted them down until he could get them down the back of the other's pants. One hand settling against a cheek and using it to guide those hips, help set a better pace, as well as absolutely exploiting the position to enjoy the feel of it beneath his hands.

Not getting the other back to his apartment and making out for way longer than he'd meant to because apparently somebody that actively fought dangerous situations did it for him. Not that a lot didn't but still. Eventually, he got some clothes out of the way. Hips knocking against the other's for a little bit longer, before he was getting himself in just the right position to start guiding the other. Moaning shamelessly against the other's mouth as he began to push back, not urshing. Not pulling his mouth away from Raine's, either.

"Really? Didn't realize I was pushing you that hard out there." There's a moment spent at the edge of the shower, attention just focused on Alan... Before he was shifting his way in closer t tuck his own head up beneath the other's arm. A breath stolen, a flick of his tongue. He didn't smell bad despite the rough work out.