Chapter 6: His Night

Ethan's mouth moved to his jaw, then his throat, and Evan's head went back against the pillow.

"You're sick," Ethan said against his skin.

"I'm better."

"You're still warm."

"That's you."

Ethan made a low sound and sat back on his heels.

He undid his own shirt with fast, hard fingers, button by button, and dropped it off the side of the bed.

His chest was broad and smooth, with a long muscle running down each side of his stomach.

Evan stared.

"Ross," he said, and it came out unsteady. "I never thought you'd look like that."

"Say it again."

"Ross."

Ethan's grey eyes went dark.

"Say it when I'm inside you," he said.

He pulled Evan's T-shirt over his head and threw it aside.

Then his mouth was on Evan's collarbone, and his hand was flat on Evan's stomach, pushing him down into the soft grey sheets.

Evan's breath stuttered.

Ethan's fingers found the waistband of the borrowed sweatpants and dragged them down in one pull.

Evan's cock was already hard, and it jumped against his belly in the cool air.

Ethan looked at it.

He didn't say anything for a second.

Then he wrapped his big hand around it and stroked once, slow and firm, from base to tip.

"Fuck," Evan said, and his hips came off the bed.

"That's it."

"Don't stop."

"I'm not going to."

Ethan's thumb slid over the wet head, spreading the slick, and Evan grabbed the sheet with both fists.

He was shaking.

It was not the fever.

Ethan stripped off his own trousers.

His cock was thick and flushed, curving up against his stomach, and Evan's mouth went dry looking at it.

He reached for it.

Ethan caught his wrist in a grip that closed all the way around the bone.

"No," Ethan said. "Not yet. Hands above your head."

Evan stared at him.

Ethan pressed his wrist into the pillow.

"Both of them."

Evan lifted the other hand, slowly, and laid it beside the first.

Ethan took both wrists in one big hand and held them there.

"Good," he said, and kissed him again, deep and rough, while his free hand reached into the drawer of the nightstand.

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