God no they shouldn't be teasing each other and yet there was no stopping Jamie from doing it. Not in a million years.
Another shiver and an inappropriate titter of ticklish laughter. Well honestly, he couldn't help it. Jamie really did want to shed his shirt but that would mean taking his hands off Brodie and he didn't want to do that. Weighing the decision in his mind, he slipped his shirt up over his head and rather casually tossed it to the floor.
Pretty much immediately after - within half a second - he was back to kissing Brodie's neck. When the Aussie moan, Jamie bit at the curve of his neck almost by reflex - not hard but he kind of wanted to leave a mark for that sound. Whatever blood was left in his body had all gone straight to one place and it was a little painful but in a good way. "We should stop," he noted with a decided growl to his voice. They really, really didn't need to be teasing like this.
And the way lips and tongue trailed to Brodie's shoulder as Jamie pulled the neck of his shirt to one side said that he wasn't about to take his own advice. Not without assistance anyway. Bad Jamie. Bad.