Re: First Floor - Bar
Tim chuckled softly, his lips still pressed against the skin beneath Harry's ear lobe. "Cheating is necessary if the rules aren't any fun," he replied softly, his breath tickling Harry's ear. One hand stayed firmly at Harry's waist, and the other slowly slid down his side, coming down to rest on Harry's behind.
They were interrupted a moment later, however, by everyone turning their attention to the large TV screen that displayed the time, counting down the last ten seconds of the year. As the countdown grew louder by the second, Tim just stayed as he was, his eyes never leaving Harry's. As soon as everyone began cheering for the New Year, he whispered, "Happy New Year, Harry," and pressed his lips against the other man's.