He shouldn't be surprised that Pete's prepared. Preparedness was his job for how long? A wolfish grin settled on Vegas' face as he stood up and met Pete's eyes in the mirror. Taking the bottle, he made quick work of coating the oil on his fingers and reaching between Pete's ass cheeks to rub the lubricant around his hole. He didn't really take a lot of time to tease him before pressing one finger inside. A second followed shortly after, moving this way and that to coat Pete's channel with the oil and open him up.