Freddie is tempted to have a taste just now, to see if Noah shivers or moans in this body the same way as he'd done in the old one.

But Noah's statement sounds an awful lot like a challenge and he smirks instead, sliding his hands high up Noah's sides and drawing him back into Freddie's lap. It feels oddly illicit being fully clothed while Noah is decidedly naked and he presses a kiss to Noah's bare shoulder as he slides his hands up over soft thighs, forcing him to spread his legs.

"How much time you think we have?" he asks, sliding one hand upward, fingers teasingly close to the juncture of leg and pelvis.