If anything, this made things easier for Victor. He was used to removing other people's clothes, so in that regard it was a bit weird. But honestly? He didn't care, as long as clothes came off. For a moment, he simply leaned against the back of the couch and watched Daniel work off his pants. This was entertaining for about five seconds, until he was reminded that not doing anything was the last way he wanted to spend his night.

He needed to move things along more quickly. This was a drunk hookup, not the aftermath of some cheesy candlelight dinner where he had to 'attempt' to listen to everything some chick had to say. Seriously. Thank god it wasn't one of those times.

Victor kissed back immediately. Maybe he didn't always make out with strangers as much as this. Maybe that was a lie. Either way, he liked Daniel's mouth well enough. He was really liking Daniel a lot right now. So much, in fact, that Victor decided to be a bro and help him out. After a moment, he pulled his hands up to rest on Daniel's hips, then moved his hands up Daniel's sides in a manner where the shirt caught on his wrists. Eventually, he'd actually be assisting with getting that shirt off.