Kissing
There was no technique needed between the two of them. Not when they were both horny as hell and it was late as hell. The only thing they needed was to press their lips together and let instinct take over. So now that they were both crashing into walls and knocking over paintings they couldn't care less. As they traveled upstairs, still pressing their lips together feverishly they could hear everyone swearing angrily from the rude awakening they were receiving from the two.
"You do realize we're going to have to apologize tomorrow." Francis whispered breathlessly once they finally broke apart to breath.
"I don't really care right now. What I do care about is this." Ian responded as he crashed his mouth against Francis' again.
"Sounds good to me~."