Marcus should have said no He had a room three floors up He had a flight in the morning He had a carefully constructed life that did not include following men into hotel rooms at one a m after pride He followed The room was dark except for the city glow through the curtains Elias didn’t turn on the light He closed the door with his foot and pushed Marcus back against it not rough just certain Their mouths met Elias tasted like mint and the last of the prosecco and something warmer underneath Marcus made a sound he didn’t recognize and opened for him Hands under his shirt Palms sliding up his ribs thumbs brushing his nipples until they tightened Elias broke the kiss to drag his mouth down Marcus’s throat biting gently at the place where his pulse jumped Tell me if you want me to stop Elias said against his skin Don’t They got his shirt off Then Elias’s Skin on skin in the warm dark Elias was broader than he looked in clothes solid under Marcus’s hands When Elias dropped to his knees Marcus’s head hit the door with a soft thud Elias worked his belt open with steady fingers freed him and took him into his mouth without teasing Hot wet immediate Marcus’s hands found Elias’s hair and held on The suction was deliberate the rhythm unhurried at first then deeper when Marcus’s hips started to move Elias hummed around him one hand braced on Marcus’s thigh the other stroking what his mouth couldn’t take Marcus came with his eyes open watching the shape of Elias’s shoulders in the dim light spilling down his throat with a low broken sound Elias stood kissed him again so Marcus could taste himself and walked him backward to the bed They fell onto it together Elias kicked off the rest of his clothes Marcus followed hands clumsy When Elias settled between his thighs both of them hard again the friction was almost too much Elias reached between them lined them up and rocked slowly Precome slicked the way Every drag of Elias’s cock against his own made Marcus’s breath catch Want more Elias asked voice gone rough Marcus nodded Elias reached for the nightstand someone had left supplies or Elias had planned better than he admitted The first finger was careful slick pressing in while Elias watched his face The second stretched Marcus’s cock leaked against his stomach By the time Elias pushed inside him slow and thick Marcus was already shaking Elias fucked him like he had all night Deep steady strokes that hit exactly where Marcus needed One of Elias’s hands pinned his wrist above his head The other stayed between them stroking him in time Marcus came again with Elias still inside him clenching hard vision sparking Elias followed moments later hips stuttering forehead pressed to Marcus’s breathing his name like a secret They stayed like that until the air conditioning kicked on and cooled the sweat on their skin Elias didn’t pull out right away He kissed Marcus’s jaw his shoulder the corner of his mouth You still counting steps he asked quietly Marcus laughed breathless Not anymore Outside someone was still playing music Inside Elias’s hand rested over Marcus’s heart and the door stayed closed