"I am the best distraction," he growled, grinding against him harder, his cock happy to start rising to the occasion again. Kirk was nothing if not a pleaser, after all. He had a reputation to keep up, didn't he?

He grinned against his mouth, kissing him hard and hungry, his hands pawing down his back and over his hips before reaching out to the bedside to drag out another bottle of lube. It paid to be prepared in many areas of the house, didn't it? Especially since he and FDR had started up their benefits relationship. He slicked up his fingers, making sure the gel was better than cold before working his fingers beneath the agent and into him.