And what he didn't want to happen definitely happened. The wet boxers could not confine just how excited he was that he had got be kissing Astoria. "Oh fuck," Vincent said scrambling to try to adjust his boxers which was really not blood working.
Vincent wished he could will it away but that wasn't about to work. He looked around just grabbed his sweater from the ground and held it in front of himself before moved rather quickly for a large bloke to sit down. Maybe he should have just grabbed his clothing and sprinted out of there? The lads would never let him live it down. But merlins tits this was horrible and he probably scared her off with it just out there like it was trying to wave fucking hello.