The annoyance in the Drift was so delicious. And really, he wanted Hermann in every room of this house, but he doubted they both had the stamina for that.

Newt smirked and retrieved the bottle of syrup before leading Hermann deeper into the house. He swung the bottle as they walked.

"You're still overdressed," he said, hand slipping under the waistband of Hermann's underwear as he guided through the living room and towards the kitchen. "I should throw these in the garbage disposal where they belong. Would totally prefer you in nothing at all...or maybe just a band tee-shirt from our last concert. A little covered should any of the bandmates come over, but still very accessible."