Vaughan's arms turned to goo when Rodion left and he laid back on the bed, panting, flushed. Heart pounding. "Fuck me," He whispered, pressing his hands over his face. Good thing that was over.
Rhys smirked at Quirin and he pushed his hands into his pockets, head tilted and the smirk turned into a small smile. "I guess he's kinda cute," Rhys confirmed with a shrug but he smiled, "I've my eye on someone else though," He brought a hand up to his mouth to press a finger to it like it was a secret. "C'mon, we should go find Rodion. I have a bad feeling," He frowned slightly, moving his hand to press along Quirin's lower back, slowly moving in front of him slightly to continue on.