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Eduardo\u2019s relationships since the lawsuit have been highly publicized, to the point that when Mark sees Dustin in the bullpen reading an article about Eduardo and his latest beau, some man named\u00a0Harry<\/em>, Mark hovers over his shoulder and hisses, \u201cClose the window or get fired.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou can\u2019t fire me,\u201d Dustin says. \u201cI\u2019ve saved your ass too many times to count.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWant to test that?\u201d Mark says, so Dustin shuts up and closes the window on his internet browser.<\/p>\n

Honestly, Mark\u2019s tempted to ban all news and gossip sites within his proximity, or at least when he\u2019s at Facebook because he doesn\u2019t have\u00a0that<\/em>\u00a0much power yet. But then he wouldn\u2019t be able to look up the articles on his own, late at night when he\u2019s delirious and probably needs to get some sleep. That\u2019s when Mark clicks to People dot com or US Weekly and reads about Eduardo\u2019s latest boyfriend, whether it\u2019s Harry or Timothy or Marcus or whoever the fuck else.<\/p>\n

The most startling thing about Eduardo\u2019s boyfriends–other than his having boyfriends, which threw Mark off, he didn\u2019t know Eduardo was gay or bisexual or whatever, since he\u2019d only dated girls in college–is that they\u2019ve all got like. Tattoos, or leather jackets, or piercings, or all three. It\u2019s weird to see pictures of Eduardo in his ubiquitous three-piece suit standing next to them, walking with them, looking inquisitive or laughing at something they\u2019re saying. Mark scowls and crosses his arms over his chest, over his blanket, where his laptop is resting up on his knees. These guys can\u2019t be\u00a0that<\/em>\u00a0interesting.<\/p>\n

And Mark isn\u2019t the type to judge a book by its cover–or, well, he won\u2019t care half enough to, anyway–but. Seriously. Eduardo has a type? Eduardo has a type and it\u2019s guys covered with tattoos? Well, there was one normal-looking guy, but Mark had read an interview that Eduardo and he had done on Oprah (and why Eduardo and his boyfriend had gone on Oprah was beyond Mark) and the guy was kind of an asshole. Mark didn\u2019t know why Eduardo dated him.<\/p>\n

Mark doesn\u2019t know why Eduardo is dating\u00a0any<\/em>\u00a0of these guys.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s when Eduardo and his latest boyfriend break up–which is all over the news, apparently the guy had cheated on Eduardo, what a\u00a0dick<\/em>–that Mark decides to do something about it. Eduardo has relocated to New York since the lawsuits, and it doesn\u2019t take much for Mark to find an excuse to go there. There\u2019s always fundraisers or companies he has stock in or, like, starving children who need feeding.<\/p>\n

So Mark comes to New York and attends the function like a good CEO, to appease his assistant who is looking at him strangely. She\u2019d been kind of suspicious ever since Mark asked her, \u201cWhat\u2019s the next function in New York that I might need to go to?\u201d but she\u2019s also long learned that it\u2019s better to do as Mark asks than ask why.<\/p>\n

Mark manages to get through the function, and then he\u2019s bribing Eduardo\u2019s assistant to give him Eduardo\u2019s address, which his assistant does way too easily. Mark will have to get Eduardo to fire him later. His assistant lacks the resilience that Mark had expected someone like Eduardo to have in an iassistant.<\/p>\n

Mark makes his way to Eduardo\u2019s apartment, taking the elevator up to the eighth floor, finding Eduardo\u2019s door easily and knocking on it. It occurs to him that this is probably really creepy and incredibly inappropriate, not to mention particularly illegal considering the non-disclosure agreements they\u2019d signed a couple of years ago.<\/p>\n

But Eduardo\u2019s dating guys with\u00a0tattoos of skulls<\/em>. What\u2019s Mark supposed to do about that?<\/p>\n

Eduardo opens the door and outright gapes at Mark. Mark shoves his hands in his hoodie pockets and says, \u201cHi Wardo.\u201d<\/p>\n

Eduardo stares, and then sputters out, \u201cYou have no – what are you –\u00a0hi<\/em>? – why are you even –\u00a0Mark<\/em>.\u201d<\/p>\n

Mark blinks back. Eduardo\u2019s mouth is hanging open, and he seems at a loss for words. Mark doesn\u2019t know if he\u2019s supposed to give him time, or say something – Eduardo\u2019s taking up the whole of the doorway, so Mark can\u2019t shove himself in.<\/p>\n

Mark says again, \u201cHow are you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHow\u00a0am<\/em>\u00a0I?\u201d Eduardo demands. \u201cYou have no right to – you lost the right to – why are you even – why do you\u00a0care<\/em>?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSince you and your boyfriend broke up,\u201d Mark says. \u201cI was just making sure you\u2019re okay.\u201d<\/p>\n

Eduardo explodes. \u201cSince when do\u00a0you<\/em>\u00a0care?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, when you\u2019re all over the news,\u201d Mark fires back. \u201cYou know, I can\u2019t walk into the office without someone –\u00a0Dustin<\/em>\u00a0– reading about you and your latest boyfriend? It\u2019s hard to avoid.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSo\u2019s Facebook,\u201d Eduardo says without pause for second thought. \u201cI can\u2019t walk into a coffee shop without seeing someone on Facebook on their phone, talking about Facebook–\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSo I guess we\u2019re even,\u201d Mark declares.<\/p>\n

\u201cI guess,\u201d Eduardo agrees.<\/p>\n

Mark doesn\u2019t even know what they\u2019re arguing about. Eduardo\u2019s frowning like he\u2019s confused too, and continues watching Mark, who has no reason to budge from where he\u2019s standing. Eduardo hasn\u2019t closed the door in his face, which is a good sign. Mark wonders how forward he should be.<\/p>\n

\u201cSo you\u2019re single now,\u201d he says to Eduardo.<\/p>\n

Eduardo narrows his eyes at him. \u201cWhy does it matter to you?\u201d<\/p>\n

Mark shrugs, but Eduardo\u2019s eyes are sharp – he\u2019s tracking every one of Mark\u2019s moves, suddenly, Mark knows, and Mark is careful not to fidget or blush too much. \u201cI wanted to see if you wanted some,\u201d Mark says, looking for the right word. \u201cConsolation.\u201d<\/p>\n

Eduardo snorts. \u201cYou\u2019re offering to\u00a0console<\/em>\u00a0me?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI mean, either that, or\u2026\u201d Mark says, shrugging again. Eduardo doesn\u2019t seem to get the message, so he adds, \u201cSince you\u2019re single, there\u2019s other ways of. Comforting you.\u201d<\/p>\n

Under any other circumstance, i.e. when he was in college and his best friend hovered over his shoulder and gave him nineteen thousand dollars for a dumb project and the heat in Mark\u2019s stomach was something that was an afterthought, a place of terror, Mark never would\u2019ve taken the chance. But right now, he and Eduardo aren\u2019t supposed to be talking–aren\u2019t supposed to be\u00a0friends<\/em>. There\u2019s absolutely nothing for Mark to lose, since, frankly, he\u2019s already lost all of it–Eduardo can\u2019t possibly hate him more, can\u2019t do anything to surprise Mark. If he laughs in Mark\u2019s face–that\u2019s fine. If he says no and slams the door–that\u2019s fine. If he tells Mark that he\u2019s a slut and that he never wants to see Mark again and then files a restraining order against him–that\u2019s fine, too.<\/p>\n

Eduardo stares, but Mark knows that Eduardo is capable of making those intuitive leaps, especially when it comes to him.<\/p>\n

Eduardo says, \u201cAre you offering\u00a0pity sex<\/em>\u00a0to me?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s not out of pity,\u201d Mark argues.<\/p>\n

Letting out a laugh of disbelief, Eduardo covers a hand with his face. \u201cChrist, Mark,\u201d he says, before taking his hand away. \u201cOkay. No.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo,\u201d Eduardo says firmly. \u201cBut you can come in if you want. I could use the company.\u201d<\/p>\n

His words are so out of left field that it takes a moment for Mark to process, where he\u2019s just standing in the hallway while Eduardo looks at him expectantly. Then Mark says, \u201cOkay,\u201d and Eduardo says, \u201cOkay,\u201d stepping aside and letting Mark into his apartment.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s modern, as Mark would\u2019ve expected, a glass of wine in the middle of the table, one end of it looking slightly ruffled like that\u2019s where Eduardo usually sits when he eats. Eduardo asks, \u201cYou still don\u2019t drink coffee?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNot really,\u201d Mark says, looking around to the decorations around Eduardo\u2019s apartment, some of the picture frames. At least there aren\u2019t any photos of his boyfriends–it\u2019s all just family, or friends from Harvard. Mark even spies a picture of him and Eduardo and Chris and Dustin sitting on a dresser, and wonder Eduardo has it out.<\/p>\n

Eduardo grabs two wine glasses from his kitchen and offers, \u201cWine?\u201d Mark shrugs, which Eduardo rolls his eyes at and fills the glasses up. He gives Mark his glass, and Mark holds it by the cup and drinks heartily. Eduardo shoots him a sarcastic, fond smile, sipping from his own glass delicately.<\/p>\n

\u201cSo,\u201d Eduardo says, clearing his throat. \u201cWhat warranted this proposition?\u201d<\/p>\n

Mark fidgets, doing his best to not flush self-consciously. \u201cWhat do you think?\u201d he says.<\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t know,\u201d Eduardo says. \u201cRegret? Jealousy? A late realization that you wanted to have sex with me?\u201d<\/p>\n

He\u2019s right on the money with all three, so Mark takes another gulp of his drink and tries to find his bravado. \u201cI thought you might\u2019ve said yes,\u201d he says. \u201cConsidering your dating history.\u201d<\/p>\n

Eduardo widens his eyes. \u201cMy\u00a0dating history<\/em>?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou know, all the – \u201c Mark gestures. \u201cGuys with tattoos. Piercings. Leather jackets.\u201d He scrunches his face. \u201cI didn\u2019t even know that was your type.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s not my type,\u201d Eduardo says. \u201cI\u2019ve only dated three guys with tattoos, two with piercings, two with leather jackets–\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s including the guy who had all three, right?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cTimothy was perfectly fine, thank you very much,\u201d Eduardo says. He takes a sip of his wine again. \u201cOur breakup was mutual.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWas it,\u201d Mark mutters, drinking his wine again. He\u2019s maybe going too fast, but he probably can\u2019t be sober for this conversation–Eduardo\u2019s eyes are dark and angry and kind of hot. Mark\u2019s in his apartment and really wishing he was kissing Eduardo or something, but instead they\u2019re getting drunk and arguing about Eduardo\u2019s romantic life.<\/p>\n

\u201cSo how long have you been thinking about asking to have sex with me?\u201d Eduardo asks. \u201cWas it during the lawsuit?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cJesus,\u201d Mark says under his breath, avoiding Eduardo\u2019s eyes. \u201cI–No, Wardo. It was before that.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBefore<\/em>\u00a0that?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI ignored it, okay? I didn\u2019t think you would – \u201c Mark bites his lip, as Eduardo\u2019s gaze gets progressively darker – but this time dangerous, that actually frightens Mark a bit. \u201cI never thought that we would – that\u00a0you<\/em>\u00a0would feel the same.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBut you felt that way,\u201d Eduardo says, \u201cand you still did the dilution?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat wasn\u2019t – \u201c Mark pinches the bridge of his nose. \u201cCan we not have this conversation right now? I\u2019m drunk and I keep thinking of fucking you.\u201d<\/p>\n

Eduardo downs the rest of his wine – Mark\u2019s dry already – and says, \u201cFine.\u201d He storms away and gets the wine bottle again, sloshing it into both their glasses, kind of violently so that a little spills out.<\/p>\n

Eduardo takes another gulp, and then says, \u201cI\u2019ve wanted to kiss you since college.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou,\u201d Mark says. The words echo in his brain, but they don\u2019t feel real – or maybe that\u2019s the alcohol really settling in. \u201cWhat<\/em>?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhy do you think I\u2019ve been dating so much?\u201d Eduardo says. \u201cYou\u00a0hurt<\/em>\u00a0me, Mark. I don\u2019t even know why – \u201c he shakes his head, laughs to himself \u201c – I don\u2019t even know why I\u00a0still<\/em>\u00a0want you to kiss me.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMaybe I should,\u201d Mark says, heart thumping loudly in his chest.<\/p>\n

Eduardo sips from his wine again. Mark considers, and then echoes the motion.<\/p>\n

\u201cMaybe you should,\u201d Eduardo says hoarsely.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s hard to say which one of them moves first. Mark inclines his head by an inch, and Eduardo does too. Then their lips are pressing together, Eduardo breathing hard on him, tasting like the white wine and maybe a little bit of shrimp, because it\u2019s evening and he\u2019s probably just had dinner and Mark interrupted him after he was done and Mark is cupping Eduardo\u2019s face, thumbing along his jaw as they stand in the middle of Eduardo\u2019s apartment. They\u2019ve been standing this whole time, still holding their wine glasses, and Eduardo knocks them backward into his dining table, places his glass behind Mark on the table, and then doing the same with Mark\u2019s. Once both their hands are free, Mark clasps his fingers between Eduardo\u2019s, grappling onto him, stroking his thumb against Eduardo\u2019s knuckle and making Eduardo shudder.<\/p>\n

\u201cFuck,\u201d Mark whispers, when they break apart for air. Eduardo\u2019s hovering over him and his cheeks are flushed red–Mark wants to fuck him so badly, wants to feel every inch of Eduardo\u2019s body, wants to make him feel better than any other guy has done to Eduardo before.<\/p>\n

Eduardo breathes, \u201cYeah,\u201d and kisses Mark again. Mark makes his way around Eduardo\u2019s jaw with his lips, down the column of his neck, tongue tracing at the underside of his throat. Eduardo groans as Mark sucks a hickey onto him, glad to see that Eduardo\u2019s skin is traceless – he hasn\u2019t been kissed recently enough, which makes Mark pleased.<\/p>\n

Mark stops at the collar of Eduardo\u2019s shirt, unsure if he\u2019s allowed to keep going. His fingers stroke over the buttons of his shirt, and Eduardo noses at Mark\u2019s ear and goes, \u201cCome on, Mark.\u201d He nibbles on the lobe, on the underside of Mark\u2019s jaw. Mark\u2019s hands go around and squeeze Eduardo\u2019s ass, making Eduardo moan against his skin.<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah,\u201d Mark lets out. He kneads at Eduardo\u2019s ass through his trousers, and Eduardo moans again. Mark\u2019s hands come around to Eduardo\u2019s front, knuckles brushing over his crotch gently.<\/p>\n

Eduardo lets out, \u201cMark, fuck,\u201d and then pressing himself tighter against Mark\u2019s body, \u201ccome on.\u201d<\/p>\n

Mark thumbs at the button of Eduardo\u2019s pants, fingering the zipper down slowly, sliding the tips of his fingers around the edge, until they\u2019re back at Eduardo\u2019s ass. Eduardo seems desperate to grind himself against Mark, but Mark keeps him in hold, squeezing Eduardo\u2019s perfect cheeks over and over again, all round and soft in his palms.<\/p>\n

Eduardo goes, \u201cFucking–Mark–you fucking tease.\u201d Panting against Mark\u2019s neck, \u201cI fucking hate you.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI thought you liked bad boys,\u201d Mark says, smirking when he slides his fingers up the crack of Eduardo\u2019s ass, making Eduardo shove his face into Mark\u2019s shoulder and moan.<\/p>\n

Eduardo pulls away and says, \u201cIf you want to be the asshole, then fucking do it. Fuck me, Mark.\u201d<\/p>\n

His voice is so throaty and demanding that Mark jams their mouths together again, finally wrangling Eduardo\u2019s trousers off and then his boxer briefs, getting skin on skin, his palms and Eduardo\u2019s ass, squeezing Eduardo tighter against his body. Eduardo keeps moaning into his mouth, with Mark\u2019s tongue practically down Eduardo\u2019s throat, and they make out with Eduardo half-naked, pants pooled around his ankles and still in the middle of his living room floor.<\/p>\n

Mark breathes between them, when they break apart for air again, \u201cWe should get to a bed.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cRight,\u201d Eduardo says. He looks around, assessing the situation; then he picks up his pants and underwear from his feet and says, \u201cFollow me.\u201d Mark can\u2019t help but admire his ass on their way down the hallway.<\/p>\n

Once they\u2019re in Eduardo\u2019s bedroom, Eduardo closes the door and gets something from the bedside table drawer. It\u2019s a bottle of lube, Mark realizes, and immediately his boner goes from a semi to fully hard in his pants the moment Eduardo strips off his shirt and gets on his knees on the bed, slicking up his fingers.<\/p>\n

\u201cI,\u201d Mark says, with a dry mouth. \u201cI can do that for you.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ve–got it,\u201d Eduardo grunts. Mark watches the first centimeter of his middle finger enter him, and imagines himself getting in there and squirms from where he\u2019s standing. \u201cGet on the bed,\u201d Eduardo tells him.<\/p>\n

Mark obeys, and Eduardo takes his fingers out, crawls over Mark, kisses him where Mark is still fully clothed and Eduardo is completely naked. Eduardo\u2019s wet hand is hovering to the side, careful not to touch Mark – and then Eduardo is pulling away again, keeping eye contact with Mark and sliding his finger back into his hole.<\/p>\n

\u201cShit,\u201d Mark says, watching the way Eduardo rides down on his own fingers, grinding back, hips moving right over Mark\u2019s crotch that Mark wants, needs to fuck him now. Eduardo throws his head back and gasps, fucking himself on his fingers over and over again, getting more lube over his other fingers, presumably spreading himself open for Mark, above Mark. Mark is so dizzy as he watches him and his cock is painfully hard in his jeans – Eduardo\u2019s is dark red, leaking all over his stomach, pressed against his skin and Mark wants to touch him so badly.<\/p>\n

He doesn\u2019t, though, as Eduardo sighs and gets his fingers out, looking satisfied with himself. \u201cGonna blow you,\u201d he murmurs to Mark, his eyes hazy, slinking down Mark\u2019s body and peeling his jeans off.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s hard to be anything other than completely sober once Eduardo\u2019s got his mouth on him – he takes Mark in in full, like he\u2019s hungry for it, like he\u2019s\u00a0practiced<\/em>. It makes Mark furious for a moment, that there are other dicks Eduardo has been blowing, other people in his mouth – but right now, Eduardo has him in his mouth, clutching at Mark\u2019s hips, ass, deepthroating him and rubbing his nose in Mark\u2019s pubes. Mark moans and grabs at Eduardo\u2019s hair, hopes Eduardo doesn\u2019t mind.<\/p>\n

It seems to urge Eduardo on even more, by the way his sucking gets even more enthusiastic, blowing Mark and clutching Mark\u2019s ass and nosing his way down to Mark\u2019s balls, licking, cupping them in his mouth. Mark moans, \u201cWardo<\/em>,\u201d and yanks at Eduardo\u2019s hair, because it\u2019s so fucking good, because Eduardo is such a slut for it, especially when Eduardo pops his mouth off and looks at Mark with dark, dark eyes.<\/p>\n

\u201cGonna fuck me now, Mark?\u201d he says, and Mark\u2019s not even sure he has a choice. He doesn\u2019t want a choice, with the way that Eduardo is hovering above him, aligning his ass above Mark\u2019s cock – and then Mark\u2019s adjusting himself, nudging his cock up into Eduardo, feeling where he\u2019s hot and tight and still wet, groaning as Eduardo relaxes and gets Mark inside.<\/p>\n

\u201cFuck,\u201d Mark says. Eduardo is so fucking hot that Mark can barely breathe, can barely see. \u201cFuck<\/em>.\u201d He wants to ask Eduardo how he\u2019s so tight after all the other guys he\u2019s fucked, except he doesn\u2019t really want to think of Eduardo having sex with other guys right now.<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, Mark,\u201d Eduardo says, pushing his hips up and then back down, grinding down on Mark\u2019s cock. Mark groans and holds Eduardo by his waist, guiding him over and over again onto him, feeling the slick velvet walls of inside Eduardo, cock pressing into him. Eduardo rides him, fucks down on him, sighing with his head tilted back and moving at a rhythm. Mark kisses at a nipple, pinches at another between his forefinger and a thumb, needing, wanting to feel closer to Eduardo, all over him.<\/p>\n

Eduardo lifts himself off of Mark before he can come, says, \u201cFuck me on my stomach.\u201d He bends forward on the bed, ass raised in the air, and Mark scrambles up to join him, hands going to Eduardo\u2019s skinny waist immediately. He clutches at the globes of Eduardo\u2019s ass, squeezing, digging the heel of his palm into him. Eduardo moans greedily against the bed as Mark readjusts him, teasing his cockhead at Eduardo\u2019s entrance, smearing his precome against his crack. Eduardo tries to thrust back against him, going, \u201cMark, come on, god.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNeed me?\u201d Mark asks, beginning to breach. Eduardo moans again, so fucking loud, he can\u2019t even shut up. \u201cNeed me to fuck you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah,\u201d Eduardo gets out, half muffled against the bed.<\/p>\n

\u201cNeed me to fuck you like all your boyfriends before?\u201d Mark can\u2019t help himself from saying. \u201cBetter than them? Wardo?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah,\u201d Eduardo says without hesitation. \u201cYeah, yeah, Mark – better than all of them – \u201c<\/p>\n

\u201cGonna fuck you right,\u201d Mark says, before sliding himself all the way into where Eduardo is hot hot tight, all the way up to his balls. He bottoms out and Eduardo moans against the bed again; Mark thumbs at the base of Eduardo\u2019s spine as he grips his hips and thrusts into him, moaning as well.<\/p>\n

Eduardo\u2019s making all these noises, can\u2019t fucking shut up, practically whining against the bed. \u201cJesus,\u201d Mark says, because Eduardo\u2019s noises are so hot and it\u2019s just a stream of them and Mark hadn\u2019t known that Eduardo was so fucking loud during sex. \u201cAre you like this with all your boyfriends?\u201d he says to Eduardo.<\/p>\n

Eduardo turns to him with a glint in his eye, like he knows what the question is doing to Mark. But he answers, \u201cNo, just –\u00a0ah\u00a0<\/em>– just you.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShit,\u201d Mark says, tightens his fingers around Eduardo\u2019s hips that he\u2019ll surely leave bruises, fucks Eduardo faster. Eduardo lets out a sound that\u2019s hard to hear, that sounds kind of like he\u2019s biting the bedsheet, the mattress, and, Jesus, Mark doesn\u2019t know when either of them will come but it\u2019s bound to be soon.<\/p>\n

But he wants to see Eduardo\u2019s face – never saw it before, wants to see what it\u2019s like when he comes. Mark pulls completely out and Eduardo makes a desperate sound, at the loss – and he\u2019s so loose, gaping, that Mark swipes a thumb over his hole and Eduardo bucks back helplessly. \u201cMark,\u201d he gets out, and Mark says, \u201cC\u2019mon, turn over.\u201d<\/p>\n

Eduardo does, spreading his legs around Mark – Mark crouches over him, brushing his cock against Eduardo\u2019s. Eduardo says, \u201cIn me, Mark, please,\u201d and it\u2019s that\u00a0please<\/em>\u00a0that gets Mark, that gets Mark to wrap his hand around himself and push into Eduardo once again, so easy and open like he\u2019s a space carved just for Mark. Eduardo watches him as Mark fucks into him, and Mark meets his gaze – Eduardo\u2019s eyes are so black, in the light of the room, and he\u2019s so beautiful that Mark has to duck down and kiss him, Eduardo\u2019s legs wrapping around him, as Mark snaps his hips faster, trying to get Eduardo at all the right angles all over again.<\/p>\n

Eduardo gasps around him, and Mark shoves his tongue into Eduardo\u2019s mouth, Eduardo sucking at him without abandon as he tightens around Mark\u2019s cock. Mark comes with a deep groan into Eduardo\u2019s mouth, feeling himself spill inside Eduardo, filling him up with cock and come. Eduardo moans through it – his eyes are open while Mark is still kissing him, and he says, \u201cMark – gotta come – please – \u201c<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah,\u201d Mark says, gets a hand around Eduardo\u2019s cock, draws himself out of Eduardo and presses back into him with his middle finger. He digs himself back into Eduardo with his finger, moving into him with the slick of his come as he jerks Eduardo off, pressing hard against his prostate and Eduardo cries out and arcs his back, coming all over himself and spurting onto his own face. Mark watches, mesmerized, the tan lean of Eduardo\u2019s body, the curvature of his spine as he trembles through his orgasm. Mark strokes at Eduardo\u2019s thigh as Eduardo comes down; Eduardo sighs and opens his eyes again, watching Mark watching him.<\/p>\n

Eduardo breaks the eye contact to laugh, burying his face into his pillow. \u201cI can\u2019t believe we just did that.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat?\u201d Mark says, collapsing onto the pillow next to him.<\/p>\n

Eduardo just lifts his head up and grins. \u201cI told you earlier that I wouldn\u2019t have sex with you tonight,\u201d he says, \u201cand then here we are, now–\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI am known for my seductive techniques,\u201d Mark deadpans, and Eduardo rolls over on his back, laughing again. Mark can\u2019t help but grin at Eduardo, watching his side profile as Eduardo smiles at the ceiling for a moment before turning to Mark.<\/p>\n

\u201cAre we going to talk about the dilution now?\u201d he says. \u201cSince we got the sex out of the way?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI,\u201d Mark says, and decides to say what\u2019s on his mind. He has no better way of phrasing this–he doesn\u2019t know how to say it to Eduardo except for the truth. \u201cI didn\u2019t mean to push you away. It was a business decision – it didn\u2019t have anything to do with us. Or,\u201d he revises, \u201cit shouldn\u2019t have.\u201d<\/p>\n

And then after another moment, \u201cI\u2019m sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n

Eduardo heaves a breath. \u201cI suppose I\u2019ll have to forgive you eventually,\u201d he says, \u201cif we\u2019re going to go on Oprah together.\u201d<\/p>\n

Mark turns his head. \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n

Eduardo sends him a smirk. \u201cIf we\u2019re going to be dating,\u201d he says. \u201cWe\u2019ll need to go on Oprah together, you\u2019ll need to get some tattoos, maybe a piercing–\u201d<\/p>\n

Mark laughs and hits Eduardo with a pillow. \u201cStop.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMaybe a leather jacket,\u201d Eduardo says, and Mark curls into him, laughing into Eduardo\u2019s neck. He can feel the vibrations of Eduardo\u2019s laughter too, beneath his chin.<\/p>\n

Eduardo wraps an arm around him and says, \u201cI promise being my boyfriend isn\u2019t as bad as the news makes it out to be.\u201d<\/p>\n

Mark tucks his knuckles against Eduardo\u2019s ribs. \u201cI believe you,\u201d he says, and does.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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