"Does that mean I have to go get our drinks?" Billy grinned over at Frank. He looked really fucking good. He leaned closer to get a kiss out of him before he pushed himself up and off the bed. The condom went into a little can he passed on the way into the kitchen.

He didn't bother covering up.

Billy plucked up his glass and Frank's and brought them back into the bed alcove, where he set Frank's down on the nightstand.