“You’re quite right and you always know how to get to me.” Joe bit his lip, barely able to keep his hands to himself, desperately wanting to reach out and touch him. To pull him closer. Eyes flashed down to where Colby’s hand rested on his shoulder, eyebrow raising as he glanced up again. “Mm, who said I remember how to do that?” A playfl, almost frustrated groan escaped when the Iowan pulled away, one hand reaching out and grabbing the waistband of his pants. “C’mere, ya little tease,” he murmured, pulling him close, bodies almost touching.
Colby let out a chuckle, heat rising the moment Joe touches him to pull him close. He’s always had a thrill over teasing Joe, knowing the little things that gets the older man going, gets him hard around the edges. His upper lip ends in a curl, smirk firmly on his face as his hands go towards Joe’s biceps and squeeze lightly. “What else do you expect from me?” He asks, voice soft as he leans forward and places a small kiss on Joe’s neck. “Thought you loved it when I was a tease?”