Alistair gasped as the other man latched onto his shoulder and pulled him down along with him. As if that wasn't bad enough, Bellamy now had his arms wrapped around him. The other mans laugh coupled with the feel of skin against his own had a rather unfamiliar reaction happening down south of his body. Maybe Bellamy wouldn't notice. In fact, he was fervently praying for it.

"Should we declare a draw and head on back to the party?" He asked, his voice a little pitchy as he tried not to be obvious. His head was swirling and he felt like he might actually swoon like he sometimes saw people do at work.