The suite was tastefully furnished, a huge window offering a marvelous view over the ocean. Light colors mingling with black and chrome. Various plants and flowers and a huge, rather decadent leather couch with soft, dark red cushions right in front of the window.<br/><br/>Andrea watched the trailing hand over his toned chest and Jay's comment made him smirk softly. He never left a client not pleased in his career. In the end, they always wanted more. He shut the door and and leaned his rear against it, letting the other man have his look around before he spoke.<br/><br/><em>"Why don't you make yourself comfortable, Mr. Harkness."</em>-The Italian stud said in that accent laced, husky voice. Hell, his voice was erotic already, when it was kept so low and deep. It just gave a vague idea about how this will sound like, in the height of passion.<br/><br/>He nodded towards the leather couch before his gaze strayed over the stereo, but eventually he looked back to the other man. He was quite attractive, Andrea had to admit.<em>"Would you like music maybe, with the striptease?"</em>By now, it should be rather obvious that he certainly wasn't new in this line of work.<br/><br/>And with this, the young Italian pushed himself from the door. He had that quite natural sway to his hips, nothing feminine, tho. Just enough to catch some eyes. Maybe he's done some dancing in the past. He moved towards the older man, with that dashing smile on his lips.<br/><br/>