“You’re hard.”
“So…so…so are you.”
Pablo kissed the back of Keenan’s neck and nipped at it gently with his teeth. “Will you fuck me?”
“Do…do you want me to?”
Pablo snickered. “Well, if you’re not in the mood, I can always go home and take care of it myself.”
“No!” Keenan shouted before pulling Pablo’s hand away from inside his pants and turning around. “I can do that for you.”
Pablo smirked at Keenan. “Then do it. Bedroom. Now.”