[Poggio]

He slid like a fish and only succeed in making it to the other end of the tub. His body twisted once again underneath the man that held him pinned, though this time he had a lovely view of the pale flesh freed from his shirt. Galvin arched his way into a kiss, capturing the rosy lips while his arms snaked his way around the mans neck for support. His toes curled against the ceramic wall tile, while his hips rubbed against the wet slacks eager to get the prize still drenched in confined clothing.