Emmett couldn't have said later how he'd gotten to Edan's place. One moment he was climbing into his car the next he was in Edan's arms, nearly knocking him down at the door.

"Didn't you say something about a table? And here I thought I was the one who was starving." Edan quipped, leaning back into the pillows of his bed, looking disheveled and breathing heavily. Had he looked like that when he'd opened the door or had Emmett done so much already?

"I just don't complain about it as much as you do." The words dropped from Emmett's mouth without much thought. They were a barrier between him and the next kiss. Leaning close as he straddled Edan, Emmett knew what he'd rather be doing.

"Actions really do speak louder than words." A lazy grin. Maybe Edan could tell he was getting on Emmett's nerves.

"Then shut up already and fuck me."

If Edan had another comeback ready Emmett didn’t give him the chance to voice it. He forced Edan back flat against the mattress with his kiss, determined not to give the man enough air to speak again. Edan laughed, his breath hot against Emmett’s face.

Emmett thought he had the upper hand but a yelp was forced from him when Edan firmly grabbed his ass, pulling Emmett down to grind their needs against one another. Emmett didn’t need much convincing to continue the action on his own.

That quickly lost its spark though, and Emmett took the opportunity to pull the pants off of both of them. If he'd been vain, seeing their dicks side-by-side would've been disheartening, Edan being probably the largest he'd ever been with. He wasn't vain, at least not when it came to this. Emmett just wanted him to use it right.

Edan always did.

Condoms and lube were sourced from somewhere and Emmett grit his teeth against Edan's neck as he began to push his way in. Emmett forced himself to relax, letting out a shaky breath as the first thrust came.

"Aaaah hah, fuck." Emmett felt himself resisting the penetration. "You've been away too long."

"I know Doll." Edan rolled himself up into a sitting position, keeping Emmett in his lap. "There's no rush, is there?"

"I have no plans." Any other day that would have been a sad confession but right now Emmett was glad it meant more time being held like this.

Edan lifted his face to nip at Emmett's jaw, his movement following the sharp lines down his neck and shoulder. Emmett trembled at the attention, bearing down with his hips as best as he could.

"And still you're in such a hurry." Edan laughed again and Emmett couldn't argue the point.

He fixed Edan with a cold stare anyway, annoyed with the man's sudden insistence on teasing. "Maybe you can teach me a better way."

"Happy to Doll." Edan caught Emmett in another kiss, hot breath, tongue, and teeth as well. Emmett whimpered when teeth caught his lower lip, a sharp bite easily breaking the skin.

"You bastard." Emmett pulled back as the wound immediately began to run with blood. He tried to wipe it away but it was already filling his mouth and tracking its way down his chin and neck.

"And here I thought you would like it." Edan pushed Emmett's hands away and took him by the jaw. "You're the one who said he wished his last bite was more visible."

Emmett narrowed his eyes, caught by his own contradiction again. He let a smirk twist his lips even though it made the bite throb. "I suppose I did."

Edan gave him a long stare, his eyes darting along Emmett's features to the point where Emmett almost lost his expression. "Now that's a hot look."

A flush immediately colored Emmett's face, though a frown quickly replaced his embarrassment. "If only you’d let me leave a real mark on you.” He pulled Edan’s hands away, leaning in close again. “Lemme guess. You’ve already got your entire month booked up with jobs, haven't you?”

This time Edan was the one to grin. He tipped Emmett back onto the mattress, stealing the opportunity to bite into the pale flesh of Emmett’s stomach as his shirt slipped up. A slap made Edan back off but he was still smiling. “Actually, I’m taking a long weekend off from work. Four days. If you want to return the favor, now’s your chance.”

There was no chance of Emmett’s blush cooling after that announcement. Four days… There’s no way he’s spending all of them with me. He reached up to tug off Edan’s own shirt, letting his fingertips track his back as he did. The way Edan twisted under his touch made his heart race. “I’ll mark you up as much as you want if you finally get to fucking me.” He dug his nails into Edan’s shoulder. “The harder you do it the longer they’ll last.”

“You and your one track mind. You’re not going to let me rest much during this vacation, are you?”

Emmett didn’t answer, only hooked his ankles behind Edan’s back and anchored his nails into his flesh. It was enough incentive. Edan didn’t make him wait any longer and this time Emmett was ready to receive him. Edan’s thrusts were hard, deep and fast and Emmett did his best to leave a pretty reddened pattern across his back in return.

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They stood in the shower a long time afterward, having made a fucking mess of each other. Emmett was far too worn out to even regret the missed opportunity. He was certain he’d get to try shower sex eventually, especially if they kept this up. All he could manage right now was draping himself over Edan's shoulders, holding on tight so he could keep standing.

“Maybe let’s not do that again too soon.” Emmett admitted, dropping himself onto the bed only partially dried off.

"No kidding." Edan was down a hallway, browsing his kitchen. "You just want take out? I think I've got some coupons around."

"That's fine. You know I'm easy." He called back, earning a throb from his lip. Emmett had forgotten to look at it properly in the mirror. His phone would do, so he dug through the clothes until he had it in hand.

Notifications.

A text, an email and a missed call.

All from Tiffany, all saying the same thing.

"Big client wants you tomorrow. A great opportunity." She'd left the time and an address as well.

"Fuck."