With a restrained groan, he gripped Baby's shoulder and slammed him against the wall, pinning him there so he wouldn't come any closer to him.
"Enough..." his voice was hoarse, and dangerously sexy, "Stop being annoying or I'll –"
"Punch me?" Baby cut in, chuckling, "You already did that, and that hurts by the way, I'm getting my payback in the morning." He groaned, touching his abdomen where Saint had punched him.
Saint glanced down at him and regret flushed across his eyes for a second before they hardened again.
"Listen to me, Baby," he lowered his voice to a whisper, "I don't appreciate your hands going wherever they want in my body. I'll let it slip this time, but next time –"
"You'll bite my lip again?" Baby asked, grabbing Saint's arm to pull him closer, lifting his chin to offer his lips to Saint.
"Here, since you're fucking dog, bite all you want," Baby slowly sank his teeth into his lower lip, dragging it over his lip in the same slow motion.
