He groaned a little when Booker's hands kneaded at his ass, his hips jerking forwards a little at the implications. Trust Booker to try and turn Nicky fucking him into Booker being the one to do all the work. He smirked, stealing one more kiss before he pulled away from those wandering hands.

"Are you promising me an afternoon of lazy sex, Sebastien? Because I would not say 'no' to such a promise."

He should feel absolutely ridiculous, standing naked and hard, puffy lips and mussed hair. He was sure he looked ridiculous. But that didn't really matter. The only thing that mattered was reaching down to offer Booker a hand up, the muscles in his arm and shoulder flexing as he hauled the other man upright.

"We really should stash something out here for cases like this. Especially if you're going to be making a habit of swimming naked, bello."