“Have I got time for a shower?”
“If you’re quick.”
Tony was quick, and they enjoyed the sizzling chicken and veg with a beer and gossip.
Still, Ty was distracted and when they had eaten, cleared up, and were snuggled on the couch, Tony asked, “Are you going to spill what’s bothering you?”
Ty sighed and sat up straighter so he could look Tony in the eye. “I do need to talk to you,” he admitted. Taking a breath, he kept his concerned gaze on Tony as he explained the dancer who was part of the new group.
Who was six foot six of muscled, blue eyed, golden haired Adonis-like perfection. Who could dance like a dream, was intelligent, charming, and devastatingly nice.
Ty confessed how he had trembled his way through every contact. Had blushed every time their eyes met, and had spent most of the day hard.
And closing his eyes, so he didn’t have to see Tony’s expression, he told of the meeting in the corridor.
Tony held his hand and stroked Ty’s palm throughout this confession. He continued to do so when Ty had miserably finished and five minutes of silence had passed.
Eventually, Ty opened his eyes to find Tony watching him thoughtfully. The expression in his soft hazel eyes, wasn’t fear or hurt, it was gentle and kind.
Feeling unsure, Ty muttered, “I’m sorry, Tony.”
Tony smiled now, “Why? All you’ve done is find another man attractive.”
“But.”
“Ty,” Tony interrupted. “I’m going to be the adult here, okay?”
“Hey!”
“Are you planning on having an affair?”
“Of course not.”
“Letting him kiss you?”
“No.”
“Inappropriate fondling outside of dance rehearsals?”
“No. For Christ’s sake, Tony.” He was cut off as Tony leaned forward and kissed him firmly.
When he drew back, Tony kept Ty’s head in his hands. “Ty. We’ve been together not far off a decade. Have you really never found another man attractive since we met?”
Ty shook his head.
“Never? No one’s ever hit on you?”
Ty shifted uncomfortably. “I guess I’ve been hit on, but no one.”
“No one that you were attracted to?”
“No.” Ty searched Tony’s eyes, “You’re not upset?”
“I trust you, Ty. And I know you. If you ever wanted to be with someone else you would end it with me first.”
“I don’t. I don’t want to be with anyone else. I love you.”
“Good. I love you as well. But, Ty.” Tony smiled and rubbed their noses together, “You are allowed to look. You can appreciate a good looking man. And if by chance someone like Gul displays an interest, you just say thanks, but no thanks. Taking a look and thinking ‘I wish’, is not being unfaithful.”
Ty eyes were still troubled. Tony gently kissed him again, “Babe, it’s fine. You haven’t done anything wrong.”
Ty let out a half sigh, half groan and fell into Tony’s lap, seeking comfort. “It made me uncomfortable,” he admitted.
Tony gazed fondly at the large man stretched over the couch, his head in Tony’s lap. Stroking a hand over his arm and side to comfort. “I’m not surprised you were uncomfortable, trying to dance all day with a boner,” he agreed sympathetically, and surprised a snorted laugh out of Ty.
“What’s this guy’s name?” Tony asked.
“Gul.”
“Short for Gulliver?”
Ty huffed again. “Actually, his given name is Dougal.”
Tony squeaked, making Ty jump a little, “Dougal. That’s adorable. I’ve never met a Dougal.”
“I think if you call him Dougal he may bop you on the nose with his fist!”
“Six-six you said?”
“Yep,” Ty relied, popping the p.
“Guess I’ll stick with Gul then.”
Ty rolled onto his back so he could smile up at Tony. Grinning when Tony wrinkled his face in mute complaint and leaned against the arm of the couch to improve the angle. (He was paranoid about nose hairs. Not that Ty had ever spotted one.)
He pushed like a cat and almost purred when Tony threaded his fingers through his hair. Reaching up with one hand to pull Tony down for a kiss. “I love you. So much.”
“I love you too. Still, it’s kinda sexy isn’t it?”
“What is?” Ty asked, unsure.
“That kind of attraction.”
Ty just raised an eyebrow in question.
“It is,” Tony insisted. “That shaky feeling when you hear someone’s voice,” he ran his hand down the side of Ty’s torso. “Knowing they’re close by and scared that someone’s going to notice your cock climbing out of your pants,” his hand grazed Ty’s arousal, making him gasp and arch.
“Trembling when you feel their breath on the back of your neck,” the hand moved firmly over Ty’s laddered abs. “Not being able to catch your breath when they’re close enough to touch,” Tony’s fingers now caressed over Ty’s chest. A smile at the feel of his heart thundering.
“The shudder than runs through you at his touch, before your bones dissolve when his lips capture yours, whether real or imagined,” fingers danced lightly over Ty’s throat to his lips.
“You seem to understand very well,” Ty said, his voice a whisper.
“It’s how I feel.”
“About who?” Ty asked, pushing down an unexpected rush of jealousy.
“You.”
Ty’s eyes opened wide at Tony’s answer, and then he moved fast. Sitting up and kissing Tony frantically. They gasped into each other’s mouths. Staggered breaths and teeth clashing, as if they hadn’t touched in years.
Ty ripped Tony’s sweatshirt over his head, before sitting back on the couch and gripping Tony’s hips to pull him over to straddle his lap.
Tony was still kissing him desperately. Hot, wet, seeking kisses. As he rubbed his cock against Ty’s waist and Ty thrust up to push his own throbbing arousal against Tony’s ass.
“Need you now. Need to fuck you now,” Ty panted.
“Yes. Yes,” Tony arched backwards as Ty’s hands kneaded his pecs. Thumbs rubbing roughly over his nipples. “Fuck, yes. Now, Ty.” He lifted up on his knees as Ty’s quick hands pushed the ancient sweatpants over his hips. Exposing him, already leaking.
Ty gripped Tony’s cock and tugged, making Tony half laugh, half cry out. “On your knees,” he demanded. “Right here. Right now,” before lifting Tony bodily and depositing him on the floor.
Tony kicked off the pants and leaned over the couch seat, pushing his ass into the air. “I’m all yours, gorgeous,” he teased as Ty grabbed some lube from the table drawer before pushing the table away with his foot, to make more space.
Ty prepped Tony as quickly as he could before gripping his hips and pushing in. Tony shuddered and gasped and laughed, as Ty pulled him close and started to move.
“It’s only you,” Ty gasped against his ear. “Just you.”
“I know,” Tony mumbled. “I know, Babe. Show me.”
Holding Tony tight against his body, Ty did.
-X
The following night, Eino stood outside Engagement in his brand new uniform, including obligatory stab vest, and tried to find the right balance between menacing and welcoming.
At well over six foot the menacing came most naturally, but the other security personal seemed to be happy to chat and joke with the guests who had popped out for a smoke, or to make a call.
Or those arriving and being checked in. The occasional person hoping for an available ticket. There were never many drops ins, and even less availability, but most people seemed okay with it.
He was determined to make a good impression. Thankful to have found a job which fitted in well with his girlfriend’s shifts as a nurse in a close-by hospital.