Damien leaned in and pushed Zack's curls back so he could whisper in his ear but his other hand is sliding along the curve where Zack's ass and thigh meet. "I'd rather touch it bare in bed."

Others might not think it but Damien was a flirt, something Zack certainly knew by this time. He brushed his lips against Zack's cheek before slipping away toward the table.

"Are you going to do your own with your tag?" He asked because he always wanted to encourage Zack's artistic side.