There was a time and a place for extended foreplay. This? This was not it. Between them, a little pain was to be expected. Vegas trusted Pete would let him know if it was too much. One finger pressed into his husband, followed almost immediately by the second. They twisted and curled, spread then closed again, ensuring he both coated the channel with the oil and stretched him.

All the while, Vegas didn't pull his mouth away from Pete. After that first, harsh kiss, he pulled away gasping for air then mouthed along Pete's jaw, back toward his ear which was nibbled none too gently. Then he moved to the soft spot just beneath his jaw, biting and sucking at that tender skin.