There will be no harm to Bogart in the writing of this fic, or the having of wall sex!

Brendon backs up, and Spencer follows him in, kicking the door closed with his sock-clad foot. As soon as it slams, Bogart hops out of Brendon's arms and scuttles off to the kitchen, injured paw in the air. Spencer can see Brendon's mouth opening, and usually he just rolls his eyes at Brendon's ridiculous sense of humor, but right now he really is not in the mood to hear whatever lame joke he's about to spout, so he muffles it by kissing Brendon.