"It wasn't that bad.." College murmured, his eyes fixated on Paparazzi's backside as she inspected his bookself. Adonis kissed him and he smiled, giving the spring god a light squeeze before allowing him to slip away. "Okay, maybe it was, but we did it to please you, love." The sight of Adonis reclining on his bed was tempting, very tempting, but the point of all this was to get Paparazzi into bed with them - not to just have her in the room while they made hot sweaty love on his bed. He turned his head to Adonis, winked while licking his lips, and then strode confidently over to Paparazzi, hooking his thumb in the belt loop of her fantastically tight jeans. "Babe." He said, smiling wolfishly. "Adonis and me? We're much more interesting than Catcher in the Rye. Hotter, too." With that, he leaned in to kiss the corner of her mouth, then drew away slightly, "And we are very excited to see what you've got on under all that. Brazzire matches the shoes?" He would love that.