"That suits me just fine."
Andrew's lips curved into a faint smile as he kissed Tony's lips.
The taste of tobacco mixed with the freshly showered scent clung to him, like some kind of catalyst.
Their bodies started to heat up.
Andrew's hand firmly, yet not harshly, gripped his neck, making him lie back on the couch, and he kissed him passionately.
His other hand wrapped around Tony's waist.
Tony gazed upward.
Upon an exquisitely refined face, a hint of watery shimmer danced in the eyes.
Tony slightly inclined his body, reaching out with a touch of impatience to clasp his wrist.
The two of them created a small distance between each other.
"Just now, your phone seemed to receive a message..."
Tony extended a hand and retrieved the phone that Andrew had casually discarded nearby.
