Damien and Cal
"Yes, me," Damien said with a coy smirk as his hands continued to wander, even loosening the button's on Cal's shirt. He smiled into the quick kiss, then moved closer to him. Parting the lad's shirt and rubbing his smooth fingers all up over the ginger's bare chest. "I'm sure we can find ways to celebrate," he said as he leaned in, kissing along his neck and sucking briefly on his skin.