Disclaimer: See first drabble
A/N: One more drabble in this series
Straddling Jason's hips, Spinelli twisted his fingers in the hit man's hair. Poised like a kitten about to pounce, he formed a lopsided grin and let out a low throaty growl as he surged at Jason's naked chest with teeth bared.
Jason's eyes sparked. Unquenchable, his groin flared as Spinelli's mouth bore down on his in an adolescent attempt at seduction. His tongue tentatively requested admittance and was summarily denied.
Smirking, Jason pushed away from the wall, slipping an expert arm around Spinelli's back. Spinelli nuzzled the crook of Jason's neck, lost in the ride as his mentor bedded him.