He liked Frank’s laugh - something warm and deep about it that made his belly heat. His arms eagerly reached for the man when he came back to him, kissing fervently as he shifting his hips and thighs, nestling into him.

His legs wrapped around Frank’s hips, lifting himself up to meet that rhythm, letting out lewd gasps and moans against Frank’s lips. His fingers slid into Frank’s hair, or what he could of it, the others scraping along his back as anticipation made him writhe, keen in need.

“Frank,” he begged, thrusting up, grinding his swollen cock against hard abs.