"Too late tonight to get shit done 'bout that noise anyhow," Gamzee murmured, catching Tavros' lower lip between his front teeth, careful not to do damage to it before drawing his mate into a proper kiss. He wasn't exactly what anybody would call hard to please. He loved Tavros, was flushed beyond comprehension for the guy, and it wasn't hard at all for Gamzee to easily get distracted by the desire to get the brownblood unclothed and tangled with him in every sort of way.