Were they doing some sort of rebellion play then he would have lowered his gaze. This wasn't such a time though so he didn't even need to be told to keep his eyes where they were. That was something that he did gladly. Pete didn't want to miss anything happened anyway, loving to see where that hand went as much as he did that look in those dark eyes. There was no containing his noises even if he wanted to, especially not now that Vegas was adding touch to his neglected dick on top of it all.

Maybe he could have lasted if he really wanted to but the fact was that wasn't what this was about. This was very much a quickie in the bathroom, them needing to satisfy their burning need for each other. So he let himself go, jaw dropping as he came. A cry escaped him and his body clenched tight around the man buried so deep inside his ass.