When Will hoisted him up to kiss him a bit more, Syn exhaled what could only be described as both a moan and a whimper against the other man's lips. His fingers slid up the back of the angel's neck to tangle digits in the back of Will's hair as he deepened the kiss, though only for an instant before he was being placed back down on his feet, left, as always, wanting more.
A small pout was on the other man's lips though he couldn't help but smile once he was told why he was allowed to have that one. "So what do I get if I put your glittery pants in the keep pile then?" He quirked a brow slightly and then giggled, fixing his gaze on the wardrobe once more. He was quiet a moment before he asked, "Did you tell him about... that night?" He wanted to use the term "us", but since there was no real "us" it didn't seem the right thing to say.