Alcohol settled into the taste buds, Caspian laughed at the conversation. Hand sliding across the counter, he turned the corner to where Liam stood. A smirk on his lips, a large hand plucked the phone from the other's hand and slid it to Connie to take care of with a wink towards her. "Your calls can be put on hold for now."
The hand grazed up Liam's side, dragging the man's shirt along with it, throwing it on the floor. "Jumping is perfectly fine. You should see how good of a grip, Connie has." Caspian was sure they would both find out by the end of the night.
In another swift movement, Caspian pushed Liam toward the sliver of a wall behind him, arms wrapping around the other man's thighs lifting him up to settle on his waist, and slammed his back against the wall. "How about this?" Caspian kissed down Liam's neck.
Caspian had no intent to leave Connie out of the fun for long, but he knew she would jump in if she pleased otherwise.