Pan laughed, running his teeth along Ganymede's jawline as he pulled him back. "You know it will," he purred. "You know I'll make you scream so loudly that it will echo around this party and everyone will know."

He shifted his hips against Ganymede's, and then his hands slid down to unfasten the tight denim. "And you won't care," he murmured as his hand slid inside.