“God, I haven’t done these since college,” Graham said with a laugh, grabbing one with whipped cream and passing it to Thad.
Thad took it and said, “Oh, you mean two years ago?”
“It wasfour!” Graham protested, grabbing another shot. Also alcoholic. He tipped his head back, pinched the cup and swiped his tongue into it in a shockingly practiced move.
Thad’s blood heated, and he tipped his head back to do the same to his own shot.
He wasn’t quite as skilled at getting it into his mouth—hehadn’t gone to college and all of his experience with shots like this had come when he was working as a barback and either patrons had bought one for him or there had been ones leftover at the end ofthe night—but he still caught a flicker of Graham’s heated glance on him as he lowered the plastic cup.
Graham leaned in and whispered in his ear, his breath warm and tickling Thad’s skin. “Makes me think about your tongue in my ass last night.”
Heat flooded Thad’s body at the memory, though he did glance around to be sure there was no one close enough to overhear.
“Careful,” he warned.
Graham smirked and whispered, “Meet me in the bathroom in ten.”
Graham waited impatiently in the bathroom, his head swimming a little from the drinks.
Mostly it was the eager anticipation of what he was about to do though.
Not that he had a plan, really, he just needed Thad. Needed to touch him, needed to slide his palms along Thad’s muscular arms and taste his lips.
He hadn’t stopped buzzing with feeling since last night. Withneed.
He paced the bathroom, hoping none of his teammates or the SAPs came in—God, does that mean Thad is a SAP?—he wondered, laughing a little at the thought.
He probably hated that. Too bad. Graham wasn’t letting him go for anything.
Thankfully, by the time Thad stepped through the bathroom door with a wary look, minus the sword and shield, the coast was clear.
No one else had come in the bathroom since Graham stepped inside, and all of the stalls still said “vacant”.
Perfect.
“Hey,” Graham said breathlessly. “C’mere.”
Thad opened his mouth but before he could ask anything, Graham tugged him into one of the stalls and locked the door behind them. The stalls were a better design than most, with floor to ceiling doors and no gaps under the sides. Practically made for fooling around in.
Because fuck, Thad lookedunbelievablein that costume …
“What are we doing?” Thad asked quietly.
“What do you think?” Graham pulled him in for a kiss. It didn’t take long for Thad to get with the program, sliding his tongue into Graham’s mouth and pressing close.
When they finally came up for air, Graham whispered, “I swore to myself I’d behave tonight but damn you look so fucking good.”
Thad’s body softened against Graham’s.
“So do you, baby.” Thad squeezed Graham’s ass through the folds of his costume, and they began kissing again. The heat between them built again as they touched each other, fitted their bodies closer.
Eventually, Thad pulled away with a soft groan. “Everyone thinks we’re wearing matching costumes though.”
Graham scowled. “I’m Greek. You’reRoman.”
“Yes, well, clearly, it’s all Greek to them,” Thad joked.
Graham shot him an unimpressed look.
