Kiko let Dom go into the room, shut the door sharply, turned on the light. He began to unbutton his shirt fully as Dom turned back to him, question in his gaze. Kiko grinned, ran his eyes up and down Dom’s body as he stood there, halfway between him and the bed.
“Kiko,” began Dom again, but Kiko shed his shirt and crossed to him, tugging up Dom’s.
“So, you’re top,” he said. “Just ‘cause it goes with the name?”
Dom looked a little startled, grabbed Kiko again for a kiss. His fingers on Kiko’s bare flesh sent tingles through his body; Kiko was already ready. He pressed a palm gently against Dom’s pants, noting he was ready, too. If they weren’t careful they’d go too fast. Funny that they were still so able after everything that had happened. Unless that gave it more appeal, the truth that
