Phil felt himself blush as he and Dan left the meeting room. Dan had been giving him eyes all day, a few times their feet had touched under the table and each time they did it sent sparks through him.
High tension situations like this always wracked them both, it was intoxicating. He wasn't sure what it was about it, maybe seeing Dan acting so adult, taking control of the situation, raising his voice and even telling people off.
It was that delightful border between being turned on and fearful.
Phil had never really liked shouting but it was different with Dan, when Dan was loud it was never through anger but through passion.
Holding himself back during the meeting had been painful, almost impossible, he'd let out a small growl at one point, but he'd managed to pass it off as a cough, or so he hoped.
They stepped into the lift together, and Phil heard Dan let out a soft breath.
"That was tough," he said.
Phil nodded, "Yeah, I wasn't sure we'd make it through."
"Do you think everything'll be ready in time."
Phil smiled, "Of course it will."
He looked Dan up and down, he was looking around the small room.
What was he looking for?
His gaze stopped in one corner. Phil followed his eyeline and saw a camera in the corner. He felt his heart sink a little.
Dan gave him a wanting look.
Phil watched Dan's movements for a moment, he was shifty, his face was flushed. He knew that if that camera wasn't there they'd have their hands all over each other right now.
"I think we've got a few things to discuss when we get back to the hotel," Phil said, a sultry tone to his voice.
Dan nodded, "Yeah, it'll probably be an all-nighter."
Phil smiled at the suggestion, his cheeks turning hot. "I've got no problem with that. Anything specific in mind?"
"I've got about a hundred things in mind."
"It's gunna be a long night."
Dan nodded again. He was chewing his lips, Phil hated when he did that but it turned them a lovely shade of red.
They daren't say anything else as the lift took them down. Neither of them wanted to break their façade, the sound of the other breathing was pushing them close to the edge already. Slightly louder than normal, shorter breaths that were hot in Phil's throat.
He couldn't help wondering how much longer this was going to last. One day he could see them breaking in the middle of a meeting and making out on one of the tables.
That had actually become a fantasy of his over the years.
The shock on everyone's faces as they watched.
He let out a low noise, close to a moan.
Dan's stance changed a little at the noise. "Phil," he said, his voice deep, almost commanding.
Phil smiled weakly, "Sorry... I just can't wait to get back to our room."
"Just another minute."
A beep rang through the lift, the noise making Phil jump.
'Third floor,' a metallic voice announced.
The doors to the lift opened, and Dan and Phil walked through the red and grey hallway towards their room.
