Darien leans down to kiss him again before pulling back with a grin.

"Yeah, I owe you a good, sore ass, right?"

His hand goes scrounging, then, on the bedtable. After a moment, he finds the tube he's looking for among the innumerable hair-care products and spins the cap off.

He doesn't start immediately, taking a moment to watch the gorgeous creature on the bed before slinking forward to slip his mouth up and along Charlie's inner thighs.