His lips curled up into a smirk as he stepped out of his jeans and stood naked in front of Eric. The wound on his neck was no longer bleeding, but there was still blood smeared on his skin, down to his shoulder. His hips and his stomach were covered in his own come, drying sticky on his skin.
"You like me that way," Harry purred, stopping in front of the shower to pull Eric up against him for another kiss. He bit and licked at Eric's lips, hard and hungry.