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Steve’s bedroom. The bed was made with tight corners, though Steve’s clothes had been haphazardly thrown into a hamper in the corner. His shoes had been toed off and seemingly left where they fell. The wardrobe door was open. Steam trickled in from the open bathroom door, the sound of water louder here.
    Gathering his courage, Troy quickly stripped. The tiled floor was cool under his naked feet. He cleared his throat, not wanting to startle Steve.
    “Did you find the kettle, mate?” Steve called out over the shower.
    Troy pulled back the curtain and the two men stared at each other.
    “I’m not thirsty,” he replied huskily. “Not for tea.”
    Heat filled Steven’s gaze and for a moment Troy wondered if he’d be told to sod off, to put his clothes back on and leave him in peace to get clean.
    Steve turned to face him, exposing his body fully. “You going to come in? Or are we going to flood the bathroom?”
    Troy grinned. He stepped up then pulled the curtain closed behind him. The water was hot—almost uncomfortably so—but it was delicious. His hair grew damp and plastered to his skull.
    Steve slid a wet arm around him and drew their bodies together. Troy lowered his head and they kissed hungrily. Small moans filled the air as they ate at each other. Steve nipped his teeth and captured Troy’s lip. Suckled down on it. Troy’s legs wobbled as need seared through his blood.
    His cock filled, hardening painfully. Troy drew in a deep breath, forced himself to go slow when all he wanted to do was bend Steve over and thrust his shaft into his ass until his sac bumped against wet skin.
    There’d be time for that later. Right now, he needed to do what he’d been thinking of since the hospital.
    “Bloody hell,” Steve murmured when Troy pulled away.
    Troy stared at his wonderful eyes, the pupils dilated and hunger etched into his face. Smiling wickedly, Troy pressed him back against the tiles and knelt.
    “I thought we were in a rush?” Steve said.
    “We are,” Troy agreed. “But not so pressed for time I can’t have a quick bite.”
    Steve chuckled. “Better watch your teeth, mate. I’m rather fond of what’s down there.”
    “I’m becoming addicted to it myself,” Troy bantered.
    Opening his mouth wide, Troy then dipped his head low. In one smooth motion he encompassed Steve’s tip and moved as far down the shaft as he could without gagging. Flicking his tongue out, he laved the sensitive skin, tasting salt, warm water and a musky, masculine flavor that was all Steve.
    “Bloody hell,” Steve groaned.
    Troy looked up and saw him with his head cast back and mouth open as he panted. Steve was gorgeous as he lost himself to desire. Troy lifted his fingers and cupped Steve’s sac. Stroking the fine hairs and lightly pinching the tender skin, a shudder coursed through him as he felt Steve’s balls rise slightly in pleasure.
    He hummed, hoping the vibration would add intensity. Bobbing his head, Troy then sucked hard. Small trails of pre-cum leaked from Steve’s head, coating over Troy’s tongue and adding extra taste.
    Steve cupped a warm hand around the back of Troy’s head. He lifted his gaze and saw a searing need in Steve’s eyes. Steve tightened his fingers in Troy’s hair, but then loosened them as if he were holding himself in check.
    Troy groaned. His cock was thick, hard and desperate for some attention, but he didn’t want Steve to restrain himself. He tasted divine, was large and fulfilling. Troy wanted this to be incredible for his partner and holding back was not how to get there.
    He pushed his head farther down Steve’s long shaft. He relaxed his throat muscles and breathed steadily.
    “Oh shit,” Steve moaned.
    Once again Steve’s fingers clasped tightly in Troy’s hair. Troy mumbled encouragingly. Once, then twice, Steve canted his hips, lightly fucking Troy’s mouth, but he stopped, once again seeming reluctant to go over the edge.
    Frustrated, Troy pulled up enough to