“Well, yeah,” Mark agreed. “But do you know how hot it is?”
Another bloodcurdling shriek from the TV as the nosy blonde met her demise at the hands of the serial killer. Walker winced and averted his gaze.
“You really should have told me you don’t like horror.”
“It’s not that I don’t like it….” Walker lied.
“You just don’t like people dying every five minutes and blood spraying through the air.”
Mark’s smile faded when Walker said, “I saw enough of that in the service. Even when I know it’s fake it still makes me flinch.”
“You really should have told me,” Mark said.
“You like horror,” Walker protested.
“I like you, and I’m sure I can find a rom-com to watch.”
“You watch romantic comedies?” Walker asked skeptically.
Mark grabbed the DVD remote and paused the movie just as the serial killer claimed another victim. “My sister-in-law insists on bringing them every time she comes over. My brother loves horror as much as I do. She goes upstairs to watch the movies and he and I have a gorefest down here. We don’t do it as much now that they have the kids, but it used to be fun. Do you want to catch a game or something on ESPN?”
Walker shook his head. He knew what he wanted but he wasn’t sure he could ask for it.
Mark eyed him and then said, “Just say it, whatever it is.”
“I want you to fuck me again. I’ve got to go back tomorrow, and I want you inside me before I go.”
Mark switched off the TV and got to his feet, holding out his hand to Walker. “Come on then, let’s go to bed.”
This time Walker was more confident of his welcome in Mark’s bed. They both used the bathroom and Walker knew which side to sleep on when he returned to find an empty room. Walker lay on the bed and waited for Mark to join him.
Mark was downstairs but he returned quickly enough, saying, “I forgot to put the food away and lock up.”
He crawled onto the bed and straddled Walker’s hips, his eyes gleaming down at Walker with a predatory wickedness. Walker was shocked how he seemed to go from mild man to alpha in a heartbeat. Walker’s dick didn’t have any such issue, and hardened, raising to meet Mark’s hand in a ‘pick me, pick me’ attitude.
Mark grinned at him. “Someone is happy to see me.”
“It’s always happy to see you,” Walker grumbled.
“And you?” Mark tilted his head. “Are you happy to see me?”
Walker grabbed Mark’s thighs with his large hands and held him so their dicks rubbed together in a delicious friction. “You know I am,” Walker said hoarsely.
Mark leaned down over him, so they were almost nose to nose. “I’m gonna fuck you through this mattress until you can’t remember your own name.”
“Bold words,” Walker gasped.
“I only promise what I can deliver.”
“Then do it.”
Walker needed this. He needed Mark to show him who was boss. Who was fucked and who did the fucking. He had one more night before he had to go home, and he wasn’t sure when he’d be back again.
Mark exchanged a few lazy kisses with Walker, their tongues gliding over each other, then his gaze intensified, and he bent down to bite Walker’s chest. Walker yelled and arched up.
“Again,” he panted.
“You like that?”
Mark did it again and Walker yelled even louder.
“It’s a good thing both my neighbors are elderly,” Mark said with a grin.
“I’ll keep quiet,” Walker panted.
“Don’t you dare. I want to hear your sounds.”
Walker nodded and yelled again when Mark used his teeth. How the hell did Mark know he would be into this? The bites would leave marks, but Mark hadn’t drawn blood and they would be covered up by his uniform. He just hoped he didn’t have to strip off in front of his teammates. Mark leaned over him to pick up the lube and condoms on the nightstand then he sat back, moving so that he was now between Walker’s thighs. Walker watched as Mark squeezed a little of the slick onto his fingertips.
“This time I want your legs over my shoulders,” Mark said.
“You sure that’s not gonna be too heavy?”
“I can take it.”
Walker did as he was told, trying not to lay all his weight on Mark’s shoulders. Mark scowled at him, seemingly fully aware of what he was trying to do. Walker rolled his eyes and relaxed. If Mark had an issue he would have to say. In the meantime, he suddenly realized how open and vulnerable he was to Mark’s heated gaze. The urge to close his legs and hide was intense but Mark seemed to understand how he was feeling because he stroked Walker’s thigh.
“Relax,” Mark crooned. “I’ll take care of you.”
“Promise?”
“I promise.”
Mark rimmed Walker’s hole with the lube, his touch light and gentle, not nearly enough for Walker.
“I need more,” he begged.
“You’ll get more. Just be patient.”
Walker was ready to fuck patience, but Mark pressed against his hole and he stilled.
“Feel good?” Mark asked.
“Good,” Walker agreed, “more.”
“My boy is a bossy bottom.”
“Not bossy,” Walker gasped. “Just desperate.”
Mark raised an eyebrow. “Desperate is a good look on you.”
“Too much talking.”
At least that’s what Walker meant to say but Mark suddenly slid two fingers inside him, and the sentence finished off on a howl.
“That’s better,” Mark said with satisfaction.
Walker gave up on the idea of talking. He was solely focused on the lazy rhythm of the fingers in his ass. In, brush his sweet spot, out and repeat. Over and over, sensation sparking through his entire body, and his cock leaking in eager anticipation.
“You’ve gotta get inside me, man,” he said, grasping Mark’s arms, “or it’s gonna be all over.”
Mark eased his fingers out, wiping them on the sheet. Walker mourned the loss, but he needed something more. He waited impatiently as Mark rolled down the rubber and slicked himself with more lube. Mark didn’t waste any time, pushing himself inside. Walker expelled a long breath with a happy sigh. This was what he wanted, what he needed. Mark’s cock was long and thick and filled him so completely.
“All right?” Mark asked, his voice soft.
Walker nodded. “I never thought… I never thought I’d have this.”
“Nor did I.”
Walker wasn’t entirely sure what Mark meant, but he didn’t have time to think about it as Mark pulled back almost to the rim of his muscles and then pushed back in again. The air left Walker with an unsteady whoosh. His fingers curled into the sheets as Mark grazed his prostate. Then his eyes closed, unable to focus on anything as Mark started fucking him with the intensity he needed.
His climax almost took him by surprise. He’d been so focused on all the sensations in his body he hadn’t paid attention to his need to come. But his body was working to its own agenda, and all too soon his balls drew up tight and he yelled as he came, spasms racking his body. This time he took Mark with him and Mark’s cries echoed with his in the bedroom.