Sean went home with him that night, and there was a different charge in the air as soon as they stepped through the door than all the other nights before, when sleep and cuddling and the occasional mutual wank were enough to sustain their feelings.
Ellory dropped his bag onto the sofa and took Sean's hand. They went into his room, closed the door behind them and fell into a soft embrace, mouths slotting together, hands clasping each other's backs. Sean crowded Ellory against the wall, pressing his body flat to his, their hips flush, skin warm through their clothes.
"Ellory," he rasped, bracketing his face in those big hands. "Baby—."
"I know, Sean. I know, my darling," Ellory whispered, catching Sean's lips again and again. They pulled away from the wall, yanking off shirts and trousers
