Quentin pulled Corbin gently toward the bed, bringing the lube along with them. He nudged him gently into the bed, then leaned down and gave him a kiss. Before he joined him, he disappeared into the bathroom briefly, before coming back with a handtowel. He tossed that onto the side table between the two beds. For later. No fun to have to get up for it, when they were ready to clean up, and like hell was he going to use his clothes for clean up.

Then he stripped his shirt, and his jeans. He left his boxer briefs, clinging to generously hairy legs and concealing everything he knew Corbin really wanted to see. He had some chest hair, and a generous little happy trail from his belly button down into the shorts, inviting investigation. His boner was obvious. The shorts looked expensive, because they were.

He joined Corbin in bed and ran his fingers into his hair.

"It's gonna be easier if you're on your face," he said gently, giving him a kiss.