Mitch was so caught up in the moment that he barely heard the door opening.

The pair of lips that he was attached to distracted him perfectly, well, almost perfectly. It was still a new enough thing to him where he couldn't completely melt into the feeling, but his mind was quickly being changed on that topic.

And then Mitch thought he heard footsteps. However, the man on top of him rolled his hips just in time to distract Mitch once again. Mitch's eyes stayed closed as the lips left his own and attached themselves to his neck. That is, until he heard a particularly loud, sudden footstep.

Mitch's eyes shot open, then looked over the man's shoulder to see Scott standing there watching them with his eyes wide. Mitch smirked at the blonde before lightly pushing on the man's chest. The brunette was quick to back off and sit up on the couch. Mitch couldn't help but take a moment then to appreciate the man and his disheveled hair and parted lips. No matter who he was with, he'd never get tired of that sight.

"Hi, baby," Mitch finally said, turning and acknowledging Scott. His blue eyes darted back and forth between him and the younger man before they settled on Mitch.

"Hi," Scott finally uttered, causing Mitch to smile. A silence quickly fell over the room, one that the duo would have easily accepted, but the third person quickly ended it.

"I'll go start dinner now."

"Alright," Mitch muttered. He was quickly met with another quick kiss before the brunette hopped off of the couch and headed towards the kitchen.

"Hey, Scott," he greeted as he passed by; however, he didn't stop there. Scott and Mitch were both surprised as the younger man leaned in and gave Scott a peck on the lips, similar to the one Mitch had just received. Before anything else could be said though, the man was out of the room.

Scott's eyes seemingly followed him out of the room, but they stayed there even as the brunette went out of his line of sight.

"You okay?" Mitch asked, yearning to get his attention back.

"I, um--" Scott started before turning to face Mitch once again. "Yeah?" Mitch raised an eyebrow, knowing that the answer wasn't it at all. "Yeah. I'm fine." Mitch sighed, then just barely shook his head. But instead of insisting on, he raised a hand and motioned for Scott to come over.

It was Scott's turn to sigh now, but unlike Mitch, he couldn't resist. Because whatever Mitch wanted, Mitch was going to get.