Ethan glanced up at Amy, grinning, as he pulled Thomas' pants back up. Winking at her, he put one knee on the couch next to Thomas and lifted himself up to hover over the other man.
Leaning his head toward Thomas, Ethan whispered in his ear, "Quaffle's in your hands now. When you know what to do with it, come find me. Don't wait too long, though, or I'll have to come find you."
Ethan couldn't resist nipping lightly at Thomas's ear, his smirk widening when he heard Thomas growl softly. He stood up and moved around the couch to where Amy was still leaning, her arms wrapped around Thomas. He kissed her lightly, winked at her, then left the room, leaving her alone with Thomas. He had a feeling the other man would need someone to talk to about what he was sure he would be feeling right about now.