He hummed at the gentle affection.  It felt nice to have Alex pressed close and his fingers teasing over his skin.  Then came that little kiss, all sweet and delicious and tempting.  He took each and every kiss he could, nibbling on the other man’s lips and licking them, loving the added sweetness.  He really needed to find some more of that syrup and douse the blond’s body in it so he could just lick him all over.  It was a fun thought, even if impractical, and it even got him worked up a little.<br/><br/>Andreas hadn’t forgotten the other assassin in the room at all, but he also wasn’t the type to be shy, so both his hands slipping into the back of Alex’s lounge pants to grab his ass just sort of happened.  It wasn’t like they were in public or anything.<br/><br/>“You’re right here with me now,” he teased, kissing a line down the side of Alex’s neck and onto that one exposed shoulder.  His hands were being a little more devious, one finger wriggling in between perky cheeks to assess any lingering pain from Richard’s vile abuse, all under the veil of those pants.  Not that Raff would have to see what was going on to figure it out.  Just as expected, the Italian got up without a word and walked away.  It wasn’t likely he was leaving the island, or the area, but he definitely didn’t want to be in the same room.