Ziggy started stroking his lover's newly bared skin. It got his breath ragged and quick.

"Fuck me, Mick." Ziggy was winding up. There was a flurry of sexual energy in the building and was driving Ziggy wild. He's open, wet and pushing into his lover, wanting and eager and not caring at all about how loud either of them got. The whole place felt like madness to Ziggy.