Lars heard the soft breath from the corner where Mika was undressing, then moved like a shadow through the darkened room. His bare feet touched the cool floor as he approached, drawn by the sound of fabric sliding off warm skin. Mika’s breathing quickened slightly, and Lars knew exactly what he wanted to do.
Mika froze with his shirt halfway to his waist, his eyes meeting Lars’s in the dim light. For a moment, they held each other’s gaze, then Mika slowly raised his hand and touched his lips before letting it drop back to his side. The air between them crackled with tension.
The window latch clicked softly as Lars adjusted his grip on Mika’s wrist, his thumb grazing the tender skin beneath. “They could come back,” he whispered, voice barely audible above the distant waves. Mika’s breath hitched, his body trembling slightly at the reminder of their precarious situation, but Lars’s hand tightened just enough to signal that he wasn’t letting go.
Lars lowered his mouth to Mika’s neck, feeling the pulse beneath his lips. The skin was warm and yielding, salt-kissed from their time in the ocean. He pressed a slow, gentle kiss there before lifting his head just enough to meet Mika’s gaze. There was no need for words between them, only the understanding that neither would pull away.
Lars tugged his t-shirt over his head, the fabric catching on his shoulder blade before sliding free. Mika’s fingers fumbled with his own shorts, the metal clasp giving way with a quiet click. His belt followed, then the zipper, and Lars watched the way Mika’s body shifted as the material fell away, the pale skin catching light from the window.
Lars leaned down, his mouth capturing Mika’s length in a slow, wet motion. He swirling his tongue around the tip, feeling the skin yield beneath his lips. Mika gasped, fingers tightening on the sheets. Lars pulled back slightly, lips glistening, meeting his gaze with smug satisfaction before engulfing him again.
Lars positioned himself at Mika’s entrance, pressing gently against the tight ring of muscle. Mika’s breath hitched, his grip on the sheets tightening as Lars slowly pushed forward. The heat enveloped him, warm and snug, as he sank deeper inside. Mika’s legs trembled beneath him, and Lars paused, savoring the fullness before pulling back slightly to let him adjust. With a groan, he thrust deeper, feeling Mika’s body clench around him.
Mika arched his back, nails digging into Lars’s shoulders as they found their rhythm. Lars fucked him faster now, hands roaming over every inch of his body. He shifted position, gripping Mika’s hips tighter, driving deep with each thrust. Mika gasped, eyes fluttering closed. The bed creaked under their movement as Lars pressed deeper, his breathing growing ragged.
Lars sensed the tension coiling in Mika’s body, the way his grip on the sheets went white knuckled. “I’m close,” Mika murmured, breath hot against his ear. Lars slowed, pulling back to take control, his hands guiding Mika’s hips as he moved with deliberate, controlled strokes.
Lars slammed into Mika’s core, his cock buried deep as they both erupted together. Mika screamed his release, nails raking down Lars’s back. The bed shook with their combined climax, each wave of pleasure crashing through them. Lars collapsed on top of him, panting hard, his seed filling Mika’s depths. They lay motionless, hearts racing, wrapped in the aftermath of their shared release.
Lars’s arm remained tight around Mika’s waist, holding him close as they both recovered from their intense release. Mika’s breathing gradually slowed, his body still trembling slightly. The silence between them felt heavy with shared pleasure and satisfaction. Lars kissed the top of his head gently before pulling him tighter against his chest. They stayed like that for several long minutes, unwilling to break the comfort of each other’s presence. Mika’s hand found Lars’s, intertwining their fingers softly. Their hearts slowly returned to normal rhythm as warmth settled between them. Neither spoke, content in this quiet moment of connection after their passion.