Re: Jazz, Fred and Craig
He had to suppress a low growl as Craig kissed Fred, something about the display was intensely sexy, but he didn’t want to get too carried away in public. Instead he nipped at Fred’s neck again, wanting to get the reaction he knew was close to the surface.
His eyes locked with Craig’s as he dragged his tongue slowly up the curve of the redhead’s neck and he smiled. Reaching forwards, he trailed his fingertips along the waistband of Craig’s jeans; his chest against Fred’s back pressing them all closer.
Grinning at the grounds-keeper’s words, Jazz licked his lips. ‘Let’s go then.’