Felix smiled as he got the picture, thinking that he’d have to print it out and hide it between his mattresses as soon as he got home. He looked over at the other man and put the iPhone on lock, sliping it into his back pocket before leaning over and kissing Wolf a final time. It was longer, but it was still sweet and it lingered above all else. He pulled back slowly, not really wanted to leave. “I should go,” he said, wanting very much too just crawl into bed and get right back to making out. “If I go home now, I can sneak into my house and not get into trouble,” he said, sorely tempted to lean back in for another kiss. But he had a feeling that it would lead to him kissing Wolf over and over again, finally falling right back into bed with the man. Which would be bad.