As the kiss deepens, Reid loosens his grip on Zav's shirt. His hands slide down Xavier's chest to his waist. It's easier to get closer like this, and his thumbs can hook on Xavier's hipbones in a way that's undeniably satisfying. "You," Reid breathes when this most recent kiss breaks, his head spinning from the alcohol. "Are hot. And really cool." And we're dating, he silently adds.