But his family sucked at the present. Waiting rarely happened. And the women of his family took the opportunity they saw to take him away. Time had never really been on they dude even if they had as long as they wanted.
Letting his jacket fall back to the floor, he stripped off his shirt to match Roman's bare chest. "You have a piece to lose too." Peter hummed at the nip. His body thriving again; anticipating.
Licking his lips, his pants unbuttoned but still on, Peter paused. "No, not really. I'm not a slut like you," he teased, but he was back kissing Roman. They had to have seen enough TV or things to figure it out on the way.