"So everyone at this party will know you're copping off," Freddie replies with an easy shrug before curling his fingers just a bit, brushing back and forth over Noah's hole, teasing with every swipe. "What's so wrong with that? 'Fraid of making them jealous?"

He pulls back a bit then, far enough to meet Noah's eyes, lips ghosting over his as he drops his voice lower. "Didn't seem to mind in the toilet the other week."