College let out a snort of derision as Paparazzi walked away from him. Well, Hell, he couldn't blame her, not with Adonis laying there, so bare and beautiful - but, still, he had needs, too! He watched, biting on his lower lip while he did so, as Paparazzi climbed into Adonis' lap - and then they were kissing and, oh, it was so beautiful. College was almost content to just watch, his knees trembling slightly because there was something dreadfully mischievous about the whole thing that made him feel almost uncomfortable. But then his jeans were tight against him and he remembered that the gorgeous creature sitting on the bed was his, and he had a right to be there. He scampered over to the bed, leaned one knee on the edge of the mattress, set a hand on top of Adonis' on her back, threading their fingers together, and leaned in to kiss the top of Paparazzi's shoulder, and then her neck.