Davi turned off the transmission to the sound of Vice's cheers and requests for "more tongue", and "pinch his nipple."
Ivo pulled away from the kiss with a grin. "You know you're just encouraging him, right? That's exactly what he wanted."
Davi reached out to hold his chin in place for one last peck. "I know. But I couldn't resist."
Ivo knew all about how hard it was to resit Vice's provocations. Although, he supposed Davi knew about it first. "You're stronger than I ever will be," he said with a chuckle. "If I tried to break up with him, I'm sure he'd have me apologising to him instead, by the end of it."
He went still, and for a moment Ivo thought he'd said the wrong thing again. But when he looked up there was a sad small tugging at the corner of Davi's lips.
Vice: don't make me turn this car around!
Davi: do it, we'll take my bike
Ivo: better yet, the metro