God damn. The man’s shirt was damp, his skin pink and glowing from his exertion. His reddish-brown hair was plastered in wet curls to his head, and his chest heaved from his run. No man had ever looked as desirable to Alex and he couldn’t help himself.
Alex slid his hand around the nape of Rafe’s neck, his fingers sliding through the curling tendrils of Rafe’s hair, as he pulled the man into his chest. Rafe tipped his head back, his eyes dark and wide as they searched Alex’s face.
“What are you doing?” Rafe licked his lips and another bolt of want shot through Alex as he followed the trail of Rafe’s pink tongue.
“Damned if I know,” Alex muttered, then lowered his mouth to Rafe’s. Soft and warm, Alex couldn’t remember ever feeling lips so velvety plush and full against his own. Rafe gave a muffled squeak, then melted into Alex’s arms, returning the kiss with an intensity that surprised then excited Alex. Uncaring that they were out in the open area of the locker room where anyone could walk in on them, Alex sucked on Rafe’s plump lower lip, before sliding his tongue into the warm, accepting cavern of Rafe’s mouth, where it met with the hesitant, then increasingly strong thrust of Rafe’s tongue. Alex sighed with longing from the firestorm exploding in his bloodstream.
The unexpected hunger surging through him threw Alex off balance, but he couldn’t control the need to feel Rafe beneath him. Alex shoved Rafe backward up against the wall, covering Rafe’s body with his own. Through the fog of lust swirling in his brain, Alex pushed up against the hard thrust of Rafe’s erection, rubbing against the thin material of Rafe’s shorts. Rafe groaned, his hot breath gusting past Alex’s ear.
Thank God he wants this, wants me too. Alex took Rafe’s face between his hands and teased his nose up against Rafe’s before gently kissing his mouth, not bothering to question the unexpected tenderness stealing through him. He trailed his fingers along the line of Rafe’s upper lip, tracing the sweet curve of his cheeks, before finally cradling Rafe’s jaw with the palm of his hand and planting tiny kisses on Rafe’s cheeks and trembling lips. Rafe moaned and molded his body up against Alex’s, burying his face in the nape of Alex’s neck. Alex was surprised to feel Rafe’s body shaking in his arms and pulled him to his chest, soaking up his warmth.
They stayed like that, simply hugging, before Rafe took a deep breath and pushed away from Alex, his brown eyes sparkling with golden lights.
“Wh-what was th-that?”
Alex hated hearing Rafe sound so nervous and unsure, as if he questioned Alex’s motives.
“That was me, kissing you.” Alex nuzzled Rafe’s neck now, inhaling the man’s warm, soft scent. No matter they were both sweaty from their workouts, Alex could have stayed like that for hours; holding Rafe, feeling the play of his long corded muscles beneath his fingers, tasting the saltiness of Rafe’s skin on his lips.
“Are you serious?” Alex grabbed Rafe’s hand, half dragging him into the bathroom where they faced a full wall of mirrors. “Look at you.” He placed his hands on Rafe’s hips, aching to slide his arms around Rafe’s waist and hold him close again.
But Rafe remained unyielding, his face creased in confusion. “I don’t understand.”
Alex pushed aside the hair at Rafe’s nape and pressed his mouth against the soft skin there. Rafe trembled but Alex held him firm, continuing to nibble and nip at Rafe’s neck.
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