Ash didn't know how long they stayed like that -pressed against the rough brick, Lucian's mouth on his, hands skimming his waist, his back, his throat. Ash wasn't sure what was left of him except this - this heat, this need, this fucking man who was dangerous in all the wrong ways. He hoped no one would notice them at such a late hour. It wouldn't do him any good if anyone could recognise him now - especially one of his colleagues. 

Lucian was too good at this. At knowing exactly how to touch him, how to keep him right on the edge almost losing his goddamn mind. It should have pissed Ash off. It should have reminded him that Lucian was the last person he should be doing this with. But when his fingers tightened on his hips, when he dragged his mouth along the sensitive skin just beneath his jaw. He wasn't thinking about what he should do. More of like he wasn't thinking at all. 

Ash forced himself to exhale, to get his mind a little bit together as Lucian looked at him breathing heavily. 

- Something wrong? - asked the tall man holding Ash's jaw between his hands. 

- Yeah. - the word was just  barely a whisper. - You. 

Lucian smiled, but his gaze was sharp. He shifted closer, pressing a thigh between Ash's, pinning him just enough to remind him who had the upper hand right now. 

- You came back to me. - his hands trailed up Ash's side, slowly. His lips barely an inch from the man's lips. - That wasn't part of your plan, was it? 

- You talk too much. - said Ash and before he could think better of it - he caught Lucian's lower lip between his teeth and pulled him into another kiss. 

The detective groaned, his fingers digging into Ash's waist. And for a second he almost forget why he was here. Forget the secrets between them. After that he doesn't really remembered how they got there. One second they were tangled in each other against that wall, then the next Ash was being backed trough the doorway of Lucian's apartment, his shirt halfway undone as Lucian kicked the door shut behind them. He didn't have time to even take a breath before the man was on him again, pushing him back onto the bed. The mattress dipped beneath them. His hands slipping beneath the fabric of Ash's half open shirt. 

- Too many layers. - Lucian acknowledged. 

- Then do something about it. - Ash breath hitched as he said these words. 

Lucian smiled again with lust in his eyes that made it even darker than it ever was. 

- Gladly.- he leaned in. 

The buttons of Ash's shirt came undone with effortless precision and then with one smooth motion, he slid the fabric from his shoulders, the cool air rushed over his heated skin. Lucian didn't hesitate. With slow, deliberate movements, he began pressing kisses along Ash's body, inch by inch, trailing lower with every touch. When he finally reached the edge of his pants, a loud moan escaped his lips. 

- You're impatient. - Lucian chuckled, the sound was rich, looked like he cleary enjoyed this. 

- You're taking forever. -exhaled Ash. 

The detective pulled back to met his gaze. 

- Your turn. - he whispered. 

Didn't need to be told twice for him, he reached for Lucian's shirt, his palms gliding over his muscle, feeling the way Lucian tensed at his touch. He took his time, dragging the shirt upward. The man's breath came faster, more uneaven as Ash's touch turned bold. 

- Careful. - the detective voice was rougher now. - You keep touching me like that, and I might think you actually like me. 

- I dont like you. - Ash shot back, his voice wasn't as steady as he wanted it to be. - I just like this.

Lucian laughed, but his hands pressed firmly against Ash's waist. 

- Liar. - he murmured, and before Ash could say anything back, he shifted - pushing his knee between Ash's legs. 

- Fuck. - the man chuckled in a sharp breath, his entire body tensing as the pleasant feeling spreaded trough. 

- You're still thinking too much. - added Lucian. 

Ash scoffed. 

- And you talk too much. 

That made Lucian laugh again,while he tilted his head. His hands slid lower, pressing against Ash's erection. 

- Tell me, sweetheart - do you actually want me to shut up, or you just want me to do something else with my mouth? 

- Arrogant shit. - Ash said but the words held no real bite. 

- Answear me, Ash. Want me to put my mouth to better use? 

The hitman breath stopped for a moment. His fingers curled into the sheets, his body moved along Lucian's hand down there. 

- You... not gonna let this go, are you? 

Lucian smiled against his skin as he started to take Ash's pants off. 

- Not a chance, sweetheart. 

Ash sucked in a sharp breath while Lucian found his way to his boner. His hands twitched like he didn't know whether to push the man away or pull him closer. 

- You're enjoying this way too much. - he grit out. 

- And you're not? - Lucian smriked, his lips hovered just over Ash's stomac. - Tell me to stop, and I will. 

Ash shakily took a breath, his fingers slipped into the detectives hair, and he slowly moved the man's head where he wanted it to be. His pulse was hammering. With a low chuckle, Lucian let his lips move lower just enough to taste Ash. Every movement was slow, agonizing. The man lips were soft, he kissed, teased, pulled back just when Ash needed him to go further. His breath was unsteady, a contrast to Lucian's calm, controlled touch. Each time Lucian's mouth surrounded on him Ash felt like he was losing his grip on reality. 

- Lucian. - he gasped, his body trembling. - Please... 

But Lucian was slow, savoring every second, moving with purpose, as though he knew exactly how to drive Ash wild.  

- I'm going to drive you crazy. - he whispered, his voice was rough, like he was barely holding it together himself. - But I know you're already halfway there. 

The hitman couldn't think, his body completely at Lucian's mercy, each slow movement of his mouth pushing him closer to the edge. His breath was ragged, his hands clutching at anything he could find. 

- Lucian....- begged Ash. He couldn't take it longer. 

The man pulled back for just a moment. 

- You close aren't you?- he asked, his voice was full of wicked satisfaction. - You holding  on so tight. What are you afraid of? 

Ash's nails scrape against his scalp, his voice coming out needy. 

- I swear to God, if you stop. 

- Wouldn't dream of it. - he pressed another kiss to Ash's hip, keeping him still even Ash tried to chase the heat of his mouth. 

He let out another moan, filled with frustration and pleasure. 

- Then stop talking and... 

Lucian cut him off, his mouth finding him again. His back arched slightly as Lucian moved faster this time. The man hummed, the vibration sent another wave of heat trough Ash, making his stomac tighten. 

- Go on. - Lucian entrusted. - Let go.

Ash body twitched, the world narrowed to nothing but heat, pleasure. A sharp exhale, Lucian's name slipping past his lips as the tension finally shattered with pleasure washing over him. Lucian didn't pull away immediately, drawing out every last flicker of sensation until Ash was tembling, his chest rising and falling in uneven. 

- Still think I talk too much? 

Ash let out a breathless laugh, still trying to steady himself. 

- Yes. - his voice hoarse. - But I allow it. 

Lucian grinned, crawling back up to meet him, his body settling against Ash's, warm and solid. 

- How generous of you. - nipping at Ash's lower lip before stealing a slow kiss. 

Ash sighed to it, his fingers traced the curve of Lucian's spine. Then the other man pulled back again with sparkling eyes.  

- Tired? 

Ash smirked, dragging his nails lightly down Lucian's back. 

- Not even close. 

Lucian's eyes darkened with interest, his smirk returned with full force.