There is a part of him that wants to dirty up this man’s couch, now that they’re there and naked and all having a good time. But Neil smiles sweetly and nods, sliding off his lap. He gives him a chaste kiss, and then gives Guy a filthy one, all tongue and lazy familiarity and teasing at the fact that this man thinks they’re some sort of an item. The taboo of that makes him thrill a little bit, as much as all the rest.

Then he straightens up and stretches, onto his toes. He’s a little taller than both of them and he likes that, growing boy that he is.

The man slaps his ass, hard enough to smart. Neil laughs about it, and lets him get away with goosing him too, bullying him gently away from Guy and the couch toward the bedroom. “C’mon,” he calls imploringly to Guy, breathless, a little needy.