“I’m going to fuck you right here,” Rome said, his voice low and husky.
“Then get the hell on with it.”
Rome chuckled. “So impatient.”
Juno huffed and opened his mouth but the only sound leaving him was a needy moan when wet and cold fingers pushed between his cheeks. Rome eased the tip of a finger inside Juno, only giving him a second before pushing the rest of the digit in. Juno groaned and leaned his forehead against his arms on the wall. Rome wasn’t going to take his time getting him ready and he didn’t want it any other way. It’d hurt, but he liked the pain, liked the burn and pressure.
Juno rocked back on Rome’s finger, cursing when Rome added another. He bit his lip to stop the needy moan that tried to escape. Rome’s fingers disappeared. He raised his head and glanced over his shoulder to see Rome pouring lube from a travel-sized bottle into the palm of his hand. Rome was already wearing a condom and, fuck, he couldn’t wait to have Rome inside him. Couldn’t wait for Rome’s thick cock to spread him wide.
Rome’s fingers returned, two pushing inside him. He moved with Rome, fucking himself on Rome’s fingers while Rome reached around him with his other hand to stroke Juno’s cock. Juno groaned, the dual sensations nearly too much. Rome added a third finger for a few seconds before replacing his fingers with the head of his cock. A hand on the small of his back had Juno arching and pushing his ass out.
“Fuck,” he gasped as Rome’s cock pushed against that tight ring of muscles.
Rome sank the rest of the way inside him, holding still when he bottomed out. Juno hung his head, the burn worse than he’d anticipated but, knowing Rome was inside him, more than made up for it. With his hands on Juno’s hips, Rome thrust into him. His movements were slow, testing, for a few heartbeats, then he set a pace that had Juno panting in no time.
Juno took a hand off the wall to wrap it around his dick, using his precome to ease the friction. Fingers slid into Juno’s hair and grabbed a tight hold that had Juno moaning and pushing his ass back against Rome. Rome pulled Juno’s head back, his mouth landing on the spot between Juno’s neck and shoulder, kissing and nibbling. Juno slapped his hand back on the wall, barely able to keep himself up with Rome’s hard thrusts.
When Rome hit his prostate, Juno swore his fucking toes curled.
“Fuck. Fuck. Right there.”
Rome kept at it, slamming his hips against Juno’s ass. Rome knew how to fuck, that was for sure. Not that he’d doubted that. The man oozed as much sex as he did danger. A combination that obviously got Juno’s engine revved.
Rome reached around him, his hand sliding over the head of Juno’s cock before he gave him a hard stroke. It was all Juno needed to come apart. He spilled over Rome’s hand, pleasure bursting through his body and leaving him a shaking mess. Rome thrust into him a few more times before burying his face in Juno’s neck and stilling. The sound Rome made had Juno wishing he could’ve seen his face as he came.
He was still panting for breath when he was turned around and as he leaned back against the wall, his eyes closed and a smile teasing his lips, Rome pressed his body against Juno’s. Juno ran his hands up Rome’s chest, under his shirt. When he reached Rome’s tattoo, Rome hissed, then moved back to brush a kiss across Juno’s lips.
“Thank you,” Rome mumbled.
Juno opened his mouth but found he had a lump in his throat. He had to swallow hard against it before he managed to say, “Sure. Any time.”
Rome took a step back and Juno watched him get rid of the condom. He sighed and bent down to pull his boxers and jeans back up. He went to open the door but before he could grab the handle, Rome’s fingers wrapped around his arm and turned him back around. Rome’s mouth slammed over Juno’s and for a second, Juno forgot how to breathe. He gasped in a breath which allowed Rome to slip his tongue into Juno’s mouth. The kiss wasn’t hurried but Rome’s tongue was still demanding. Controlling.
Rome broke the kiss, making Juno whimper and try to follow Rome’s mouth but a hand on his chest kept him from moving far. He looked up into Rome’s eyes and bit his lip, unsure of what to do with himself. Rome’s gaze lowered to Juno’s mouth. Rome cupped Juno’s chin in his hand and ran his thumb along Juno’s bottom lip, releasing it from his teeth. A growling sound came from Rome and he took Juno’s mouth in a quick and hard kiss before jerking the door open and walking out.
It took Juno a second to get himself together but when he did, he touched his fingers to his lips. He could still feel Rome’s lips against his. Felt that fantom touch he never wanted to go away. It was weird but he found he didn’t care.
He stepped through the door and leaned a shoulder against the doorframe just as Scar came walking up to him.
“Hey, I just saw Rome leave. Did you finish his tat?” Scar asked.
Juno felt his lips pull into a wry smile. “Oh, baby, he was not here to get ink.”
Scar frowned, then ran her gaze down Juno’s body. He knew what she’d be seeing. Didn’t care. His shirt was rumpled, and he hadn’t bothered zipping his jeans back up yet. His hair was a fucking mess, ‘cause Rome liked pulling on it.
“Fucking hell,” Scar blurted. “You didn’t.”
