Breathless once more, Vegas laughed softly but still didn't move. He wanted to enjoy this just a moment more before they rejoined the party. Looking at Pete, he wondered... He played his 'I'm just a little guy' role so well, he wondered how many people saw him as a sexual creature. Oh, he knew he wasn't Pete's first, but did anyone ever really see Pete or what they wanted to see in him?

Vegas pressed another kiss to the back of his neck before he shuffled back a half step to pull himself free with a soft gasp. He tucked his spent cock back in his pants and moved beside Pete to wash his hands in the other sink. "You good?"