Cam snorted lightly. "I don't think any type of lubrication is a problem for anyone around here." That much was evidenced by the way Matt was currently wrapped up between two guys, one with long blond hair and one with dark curls and Cam was worried about that particular situation but he had a blond of his - maybe not his but she was paying attention to him - own on the couch with him and Wes could handle it, couldn't he?
But before he could even contemplate that situation too fully, Allegra was close, too close and yet too far away at the same time, so fucking close and her hair was against his cheek, lips against his own, tongue darting out. And Cam; male, nineteen and straight in a shop made up of men and boys who got their release from each other, felt his breath catch in his throat as he leaned into the brief kiss, shivered lightly at the touch to his collarbone and before he realized it, a hand was coming up, fingers brushing briefly against the ends of blond hair that was almost, almost the hair he dreamed about almost nightly.
But she wasn't kissing him anymore and Cam flushed. He was a geek first and foremost, no matter what had happened with Bryn, he wasn't used to pretty girls kissing him out of the blue and he looked to the plasma screen for some form of comfort. "No, it's really not." He said, the discomfort evident in his voice because while Mischa was beautiful, Allegra was hot and it was all so confusing.
In full, true, awkward, geek style, Cam coughed to clear his head and picked up the controller from the couch beside him. "You play?" Yes, that's it, Cam. Attempt to cover up your awkwardness with video games. That'll work.