It didn't change for Vegas either. Being able to feel all of Pete, being able to fill him up left him dizzy every time. Even now, he leaned heavily against Pete, reaching around him to grip the sink as well to keep from swooning. He panted hard against Pete's throat, then canted his head to mouth along the mark he'd left there earlier. After a moment to let thought return, he finally peered at Pete in the mirror.

"Shit, baby, you're so fucking sexy."