As soon as Carlos gave him the space, Gael was up- hands going to the clothing that covered the other man's body as he leaned in and pressed his lips against the warm flesh of Carlos' neck. "You could entertain me with a striptease, it wouldn't be remiss." He said softly, his fingers finding the shirt beneath the jacket of the Club uniform.

"You don't have to be flexible when you have a toned, muscle defined body. I'm pretty sure that was written in a rule book for stripteases, somewhere." He said, biting at his bottom lip just a little as he looked up at Carlos. "I mean, really..."