Sleepy head

Stay . (Mature Content)

Marcus threw his bag on the nearest bed, he was shaking frigidly, Tomas followed him wet head to toe.
On the road, an enormous storm began, rotating rain et hails. They quickly parked in the nearest (and maybe cheapest) motel they saw. There was not much to walk to pass the door but once they arrived, they were soaked.

"Marcus..." Tomas said with chattering teeth "we need a warm shower before we get sick"
Marcus looked at the younger and rapidly, he walked to the shower runing the shower water.
'' come here, boy, the water is warm. '' Tomas approched, wobbling. '' take of your clothes ''
Tomas began to undress while Marcus was picking clean clothes and put them on the sink. And before Tomas opened his mouth to thank the exorcist, the door was close.
Once the shower ran off, Marcus watched the door silently, Tomas went slowly in the bedroom cheeks red as he ajusted the grey sweater around his hands. Marcus melted. Tomas looked so good in his sweater.
'' Thank you Marcus but... You'll be cold without it..'' Tomas approched Marcus, pulling a bit on it. Marcus eyes followed every movement of Tomas '. He knew it was a bad (not so bad wink wink) idea to stay put. So he praticaly ran to the bathroom, slaming the door behind him. The first minutes, Tomas waited for Marcus to come out to ask him if he was angry, but now he was tired and the bed where Marcus sat seemed so comfortable...
Once Marcus finally came out, the storm outside was still crazy and it was as if the walls were shaking and crying. He closed the door and stepped near Tomas who was asleep under the sheets, biting a sleeve of the old grey sweat and wailing in spanish.
Marcus reach a hand down Tomas' face, softly runing his fingers into the curls.
'' Marcus '' moaned Tomas, curling up on the mattress to the delicate touch '' no te vayas... No me dejes... '' Marcus kneeled beside him, caressing his face with the other hand.
'' It's all right, love, I'm right here. I'm not gonna leave. ''
Tomas began to moan louder, his body searching and arching for a touch.
'' tus manos son tan calientes! Tócame... '' Tomas opened his eyes slowly, curling his legs, aproaching Marcus with heat and need. '' Bésame Marcus ''
It was not the first time they were about to kiss, it happened sometimes when they were drunk or chaffing at each other. Or simply when they needed heat, heart beats, soft words.
But it was the very first time Tomas acted like that, their exchanges were usually more pure and simple. But now, Tomas wanted more. And Marcus too. So he began to run his fingers down Tomas' collarbones, gently.
'' Lo quiero más ! Marcus, por favor''
Marcus grinned at him, sitting on the bed, undoing the sheets of Tomas shaking body.
'' Only english is authorized here. ''
Tomas chuged and reached his hands to find Marcus face.
'' please... Give me more, i want more''
Marcus felt his heart stop a beat and kissed Tomas' fingers, pulling up the sweat so he could run his hands on the arching body under him. Tomas gasped when he touched his nipples, following imaginary lines. Marcus leaned to capture Tomas lips, devouring them with passion, sliding his tongue against her twin. They both groaned into the kiss when their erections touched. Marcus glide his lips against Tomas throat, sucking and kissing the skin and continued to slip his tongue lower and lower, taking the red nipples between his teeth, caressing the younger's chest and lower stomach.
'' you're delicious, Tomas. Tasteful as a fruit, warm as fire. " he stopped to taste Tomas ' skin again.''Tell me what you want baby, i'll give you what you want if you are wise enough. ''
The words themselves could've made Tomas come. He raised his hands to embrace Marcus body, removing awkwardly Marcus' shirt.
'' Fuck me '' he whispered, voice shaking with excitement. ''i want you, all of you. Do whatever you want to me Marcus, I'm yours.''
Marcus giggled and pushed Tomas against the mattress, kissing him softly.
'' not tonight baby, let's make the pleasure last longer. '' Marcus looked at Tomas face. '' even if i really want you now, I'm not gonna skip steps. ''
Tomas winned sadly '' why ? "
'' you're not ready for me yet, love. But let me relieve you... '' as Marcus was talking, he began to rub his erection against Tomas', thrusting and taking place in the middle of the legs of Tomas.
'' open your thighs '' he continued to thrusts against Tomas '' wider, don't be scared ''
Tomas followed his directions, the feeling of the two erections trapped in their respective clothes was amazing and every thrust Marcus was giving him was a big step to the orgasm. No doubt now, Marcus was experiencing frotage on him and it was... Oh so good !
'' oh Marcus ! Dios Mio !! '' Tomas was wailing, scratching the back of Marcus, leaving bloody marks on his shoulders '' I'm gonna... I'm... ''
Marcus kissed him, increasing the pace on Tomas body.
'' it's all right, love, you Can come. ''
Tomas came when Marcus finished the sentence, as if he was granted to. Marcus finished himself against Tomas, hearing him speak spanish in his ear, saying love words, encouraging him.
Marcus moved against him to cuddle the younger, Tomas asked to switch positions so he can touch Marcus as much as he wanted, Marcus agreed.
'' te quiero.... '' whispered Tomas against his chest, moving his hands on it.
'' i love you too Tomas ''
'' stay. ''
'' I'm staying put. ''