Moonlit

Full Moon in Sunshine

Thayer was only a couple inches shorter than Callum, but he was much slimmer and all legs than his muscular Adonis. Thayer snaked his arms around Callum's shoulders, tangling his long fingers in the soft, damp tousles of auburn hair. A pair of possessive hands gripped Thayer's hips and pulled their pelvises taut together, electricity shot through Thayer's veins, setting his senses ablaze. A low, sensual hum vibrated in his throat as his heart pounded with a mix of excitement and desire.

The intoxicating proximity ignited a tantalizing rhythm between them, as if they were dancing to a melody only, they could hear. Thayer's fingers untangled from Callum's hair and gently caressed the contours of Callum's jawline, his touch feathery but laden with anticipation. The dark red stubble elated the pads of Thayer's fingers, his eyes fell on Callum's slightly parted lips. The air between them crackled with rising heat, and Thayer couldn't help but playfully nibble on Callum's lower lip.

The same sultry growl from before rumbled through Callum as his bottom lip was teased. His grip on Thayer's hips tightened as he rolled his hips to drag his hardening length against the other's pelvis. Thayer mewed; his tongue flicked across the lip pulled between his teeth. Callum's hands moved in unison, one snaked around Thayer's waist, feeling the smooth curves, the other hand traced up his back until his long, thick fingers met Thayer's hairline. With a gentle forcefulness Callum gripped down on the bright pink hair and yanked Thayer's head backwards. Their eyes locked in a mutual gaze of passion.

Hot breath blew over Thayer's flushed face, Callum leaned down smashing their mouths together with an insatiable hunger. Every shared breath became a shared secret, a whisper of a promise of what's to come. Callum selfishly invaded Thayer's mouth, delving his tongue into every dark moist corner. The hand wrapped around Thayer's waist shifted lower, grabbing a large palm full of his butt. Thayer groaned into Callum's mouth as he grinded himself against his prize.

When the kiss broke both were left panting and flushed, Thayer's voice dropped to a husky whisper as he teased Callum. "You know," he mused his words laced with a hint of mischief, "I think you're enjoying this as much as I am."

Callum's response was a low throaty chuckle that sent shivers down Thayer's spine.

With a daring glint in his eye, Thayer boldly tugged at Callum's shirt, the fabric straining against the muscular frame beneath. Seduction dripped from his voice "Let's get out of here." Their eyes locked, Thayer's fingertips grazed the defined muscles carved into Callum's stomach a playful smirk danced at the corners of Thayer's lips, hinting at exhilarating possibilities that lay ahead.

**

"You can sleep over" Thayer laid on his stomach, the blanket lazily draped over his naked and exhausted body. The glowing red light of the alarm clock set on the small round bedside table read that it was already four thirty-three in the morning.

Callum shook his head as he walked the luxury hotel room collecting his articles of clothing "You know my rule," his voice cold yet somehow not harsh.

Thayer rolled his eyes, a childish deviance in his tone "We've been fucking for three months now, I doubt you'll catch feeling just by sharing a bed."

Callum grinned impishly as he pulled a pair of black faded jeans over his thick, toned runner's legs "better not to risk it."

Thayer squeezed the pillow half under his body, the only source of cuddles he ever got after these intimate encounters with Callum. He couldn't help but feel a sting of disappointment at Callum's glacial tone. All though they had agreed to be just fuck buddies, and it'd been a fun time, Thayer couldn't help but feel his pride bruise at Callum's lack of affection. In Thayer's world everyone fell at his feet, declaring their love and admiration towards him as if he were part of the Pantheon.