Those sunglasses makes me want to see him straddling the rumbling engine of a Ducatti.
And yesterday? Et voila:
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sweet baby Jesus, thank you!
Okay, so it's a Harley not Ducatti, but I'm close enough. I don't know why or how he got this bike but future possible photo-ops is crowding my mind at a phenomenal pace.
Methinks though, Marat needs to teach him how to pose around a bike, since they're such good friends and all.
What say you, darlings? Should they pose around a bike together to further fan our unholy lusts?
