Well, when the clothes started coming off....it was a sign, right? It was something. Gael could only smirk as Carlos pulled the tie off him, watching him fold it as he sipped his class of wine before leaning forward to set it on the coffee table. He unbuttoned his jacket, then, and slipped it off before laying it carefully down across the table and leaning back.
"You do realize I am the same man who enjoys being tied down, right?" He asked, an amused look on his before he leaned in to steal a long, deep kiss before he turned and fell back against the couch.
"Mm, I think I'm drunk." He announced, looking at his glass of wine with a serious consideration on if he should finish it out not. Though, if he didn't....he would be wasting good wine. And who wanted to waste good wine? Certainly not him.
"I want to...Mm," he started, before sliding down the back of the couch until he was laying flat with his feet lazily flipped off the side of the couch. He probably did not need anymore wine in the slightest bit. "I definitely want you."
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"You do realize I am the same man who enjoys being tied down, right?" He asked, an amused look on his before he leaned in to steal a long, deep kiss before he turned and fell back against the couch.
"Mm, I think I'm drunk." He announced, looking at his glass of wine with a serious consideration on if he should finish it out not. Though, if he didn't....he would be wasting good wine. And who wanted to waste good wine? Certainly not him.
"I want to...Mm," he started, before sliding down the back of the couch until he was laying flat with his feet lazily flipped off the side of the couch. He probably did not need anymore wine in the slightest bit. "I definitely want you."