Chris scoffed as his playboy magazine was snatched from him by his over dramatic boyfriend. "You know those things cost a fortune, right?" Chris' bushy brows shot towards him with a glare, but momentarily his gaze lingered on those features. The faint pout that graced his plush lips. the red that painted his cheeks. Those emerald eyes that seemed to want his dick chopped off. It all was so beautiful, even the dick part. Bit he simply rolled his eyes and lit up a cigar with disinterest.