Vars didn't even notice the inside of the limo because he is so focused on Viktor. He's panting too but it isn't from exertion. He's so fucking horny for the other punk that he has to bite his lip to hold the moans of lust from escaping as he watches him sit against the seat.

"Better than hand." He estimated because Viktor liked it rough and with how aroused he was, Vars knew he was going to tear into the other punk as soon as he was ready for it. He got Viktor a glass of vodka with ice. He knew that he usually drank it straight up but something cold would be better to help him cool down.

He offered Viktor the glass as he sat beside him, arm around his shoulder and fingers playing in his hair. It's only a moment before he starts kissing along his jaw and up under his ear. These aren't as rough as before, sensual and passionate though there is a bit of teeth in the kisses. There's no resisting it with how aroused he is, aching for Viktor to the point he growls in the kisses. Fuck! He hadn't wanted anyone this badly in a long time.