Re: Jazz, Absinthe & Dylan
'A bigger slut, obviously.' Jasper winked. Grabbing the front of Dylan's shirt as soon as they were through into the back, he slammed the younger wizard back against the nearest wall. Allowing Dylan to take charge of the kiss momentarily, he nipped on his lower lip; before trailing his mouth down his neck as his fingers flipped open the buttons of Dylan's fly.
As his lips brushed against Dylan's collarbone, he tugged at the Auror's shirt, sending button's flying in all directions. 'Oops.' Nipping his way lower, he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of Dylan's jeans and pulled. He didn't waste any time, there was a reason the knees of his jeans were frayed through after all.