The words thrilled in Kavinsky's chest. Yes. Yes, he was, and it was okay here. Everyone was aware and informed, and there was no wrong in this. He grinned at Jack, and slowly undid the fly on his jeans, flashing colorful boxer briefs underneath. The elevator opened onto their floor.

"Lead the way, handsome," Kavinsky murmured, thick and deep and just a little needy. "I'll show you how slutty a fuck I can be."