"Ah...hah..." He was leaning so far over the sink that his breath was fogging up the mirror with every breath he let out. Pete's eyelids drooped as he felt that tongue and those lips start to ravage him. Truthfully he'd never known that getting his ass eaten out was something he'd love so much. Then again there were a lot of things he'd learned about himself by being with Vegas.

One of them being how much control he let Vegas have over him. How much power. He couldn't do anything like this but accept it and he didn't want to either. This vulnerable feeling was exactly what he needed and wanted. "Fuck..."