So, he noticed, did he?

Vasquez smirks and lets Faraday lead them off the wall, wrapping an arm around his torso to loosely keep him in close, not wanting to let him drift too far away. He leans in and nips his lower lip before ducking in for a longer kiss, pressing flush against him.

Good for him to see that it's not all teasing, given the way his cock pushes against Faraday's hip. "Rest, is it?"