"Oooooh..." He can be a bit dense sometimes, definitely slow about sexual things between two men, but then his trousers are loosening and Joshua groans.

Staring down at him, finding it hard to catch his breath even as he fights for words. "Better not be for anyone else," he groans, fingers brushing through Vasquez's hair. His touch drops, finger tip brushing along that full wet lip, tracing the length of it.

"I want it. Damn right I want it."