In the shadowy back, Neil lets his nerves shiver through him. He steals another kiss from Guy, slow, lingering this time, aware of the man watching them. Aware of the unfamiliar hand climbing up his back the longer they kiss.

He gasps a little when he's pulled away from kissing Guy, when the man leans in and kisses him instead. He slides a hand into Guy's, squeezing his fingers briefly. It's the reassurance of his presence, the knowledge that he won't leave.