Lorcan was reluctant to let go of Dylan, but knew it was for the best. He didn't want to have to fight his way through the crowd at the bar; the crowd just behind the bar was enough, and he kept flinching anytime someone got close. He managed to evade any more wandering hands, and was just starting to relax when he saw Dylan heading back.
Therefore, he was completely unprepared to be grabbed and kissed. He gasped, and tried to pull away when the man's tongue entered his mouth. It was no where near as good as when Dylan did that, in fact Lorcan found it entirely repulsive.
Finally the man pulled back, but Lorcan couldn't hear what he was saying through the rush of blood in his ears. He'd had quite enough of being grabbed, and the kissing just pushed him over the edge.
"Do I look like I'm enjoying myself?" he asked, voice shrill as he shoved at the man's shoulders. He didn't care that it was rude, he'd not asked to be kissed, and in his book that was far more inappropriate. "Do you always go around kissing random men without asking first?"