He was torn.  It had been forever since he had a home-cooked meal and equally long since he'd been to a bar.  Being single was a bore, but his last serious partner had left scares that left him hesitant to invest himself in another relationship.<br/><br/><b>"Well... Why don't we let Lucian decide for us? He is our guest."</b>After he said it, he realized that technically<i>Adrian</i>was their guest and Lucian was more permanent, but before he could correct himself, Kail assaulted his crotch roughly with his hand, and his moist tongue flicked against his sensitive ear.  Regretting having initiated the attention, he attempted to ignore the boner it gave him, despite his sex responding to the touch through the rough material of his slacks.  He uttered a sound that was between a pleasured moan and one of disapproval, his hand seeking Kail's wrist.  He wrapped his long fingers around his arm and squeeze it firmly, growling in his ear,<b>"<i>Kaaail!</i>"</b><br/><br/>He rolled his eyes helplessly towards Adrian, begging intervention with raised brows, his teeth gritted against the moan threatened to rip from his throat.