Looking at Sabu stretched out on a wooden bench in the backyard, Rob crossed his arms and simply raised an eyebrow when there was no snippy retort. His partner had taken possession of the comfortable three-seater a while ago and refused to relinquish it even when Rob had threatened to turn the hose on him. Of course both knew he would never dare, so nothing much had changed. Sabu had responded by giving him the finger and Rob had slinked off back inside.
It didn�t happen often that Sabu spent that much time at Rob�s place, the climate prone to causing annoyance in both of them; Sabu because, as he put it, it was too hot to function, and Rob because having to deal with a prissy Sabu was all sorts of fucked up. Hotheaded by nature, Sabu didn�t need the festering heat that plagued the area.
�What?� Sabu growled, eyes closed as he remained where he was. It was only spot in the yard that had constant shade, large leaves obscuring it from even the most intense rays. Though big enough to share with several people, Sabu had once again shown he was incapable of sharing.
�The flab dangling off the side,� Rob answered, amused as one of Sabu�s eyes shot open. He had groused earlier that it was too hot for arguing, but Rob � more used to the extreme temperatures � knew this would be enough.
�You�re not very attractive either right now.�
Corny replies like that showed Rob how lazy the other man really was today. Nothing if not mean when insulting, Sabu was never quite as mild as he was now. Staring up at the sun through pitch-black glasses, Rob couldn�t really blame him. Even in very short shorts and a load of sun block, he was still feeling its sting.
�You know, I have a pool if it�s too hot,� Rob observed, sitting down on the cool grass near the bench. Sabu had closed his eyes again, his brow furrowed in frustration.
�It wouldn�t be too hot if I didn�t have to keep talking.�
Rob grinned. �Shut up would have worked.�
Sabu sighed, but didn�t bother any further. His arm dropped down, dangling back and forward momentarily until his knuckles grazed the wild grass below. Rob had spent more time in the pool than he had out of it, and it was starting to show.
Relaxing his back against one of the cool legs of the bench, Rob looked up at the almost painfully blue sky. They�d spent the last two days like this, struggling to deal with the warmth of summer, and while it was relaxing he was also starting to get restless. Time spent together was rare, even with Rob�s semi-retirement, and he wanted more out of these days than just idly lounging by the pool.
Sabu, though, had been having some rough patches, and resting in the shade was just what the doctor had ordered. So Rob kept quiet, just puttering around getting him drinks and a wet towel.
Throwing some water over his head, he relaxed in the cool trickle of liquid running down his back. It really was suffocating, and the nearby pool looked excruciatingly inviting. He�d jumped in more than once already, enjoying the feeling of flight he got when launching himself off the board, but repeatedly dousing his partner in droplets of blue had only resulted in the neighbours looking up startled as vehement swearing interrupted their quiet afternoon. Rob had hurried out of the pool to apologize to his shocked friends next door.
Heaving a sigh and a gruff growl, Sabu turned over onto his back. Rob looked up, but the movement merely led to the man closing his eyes again. No, it was going to be one of those days again. Frustrated, Rob got up. Not bothering to suppress the angry huff, he left the comfortable shadows behind and stepped briskly through harsh heat and into the cool, waiting arms of his house.
It had been stupid, hoping for something more than just aimlessly hanging around doing nothing. The weather was too striking and Sabu dead to the world. Most of his energy was spent attempting moves he shouldn�t be doing anymore, the rest absorbed by lingering injuries and that relentless ghost of pain. It followed him whenever he went, leaving the man seeking out Rob�s company with nothing but an empty shell to drag around.
Rob�s break from the business had replenished required energy in one, but depleted it in another. He knew the only reason Sabu had lasted so long in Vince�s ECW was because he tried very hard not to disappoint Rob. Not because of money, though it helped, but because that tug of familiarity � of what once was � meant more to both than a bit of pride lost.
Which was why Rob hated having to deal with such a stark contrast between days spent believing in something and the clumsily wasted days they lived now.
Poking his head under a radiant rush of cold water, he reached for a towel. Finishing quickly with his attempt to find solace in empty water, he soaked the towel as well. Draping it over his shoulder, he sauntered back across the dying grass and towards Sabu. The man had sat up, shoulders hunched, and was now watching him with bleary eyes. Rob knew he�d been perpetually hovering between sleep and being awake, something which left him exhausted in the long run.
�What was that prissy huffing all about, just now?�
Beads of sweat trickled down Sabu�s neck, mingling with his slick tresses of hair easily, not caught in various nicks and cuts. Elbows resting on his knees left Rob open to check out the red, slightly welted back of a man unaware of any present discomfort with his makeshift bed . Angry, clearly visible patterns showed the indentations from the bench; they blended well with the scars already there.
�Nothing.�
Leaning in slightly, and throwing the deliciously wet towel over Sabu�s shoulders, he sat down next to him now there was space. He watched as his partner rearranged the white material and sniffed derisively.
�God, you smell.�
Rob scowled. �It�s called sweating. I�ll have you know you smell even worse.�
�It�s your fault for choosing this fucking craphole of a place to live in. You probably did it on purpose too, you stupid fucker,� Sabu accused brusquely. The snarl curling his lips was one Rob was familiar with. Others viewed it as menacing, but he recognized it to be one in jest. While annoyance was ever-present with the difficult man, these small touches of humor revealed that his comments weren�t meant to bite; merely to poke and prod, to gauge a reaction.
A reaction he would get, if he didn�t watch it, because Rob�s frazzled nerves had been treated to a lot of heated arguing. Between Rob�s sanity and Sabu�s anger, you had two sides that loved to butt heads.
�I was wondering,� he tried carefully, �if we could go and visit that small comic con down the road tomorrow. It�s nothing much, but it�s close.�
Sabu snorted. �Actually, being cooped up in a hot building filled with comic geeks sounds just like the thing I�d avoid.�
�Fine.� Rob sighed, hopping off the splintering wood with such force that it wobbled. Next to him, Sabu attempted to regain his balance, but Rob didn�t look back. There�d been too much of that already. Pausing near the pool, he clenched his fists angrily but already felt the annoyance fade. It He knew that all this was due to the weather, his pride, and the fact they could no longer be what they wanted to be. Rob simply worried they would instead become what they�d always fought against: complacent, useless, and lonely.
�Fuck it,� he whispered, stepping forward and plunging to the bottom of the pool. Perhaps the change in temperature would align his synapses better, because they were misfiring like crazy.
When he returned to the surface, his chest felt constricted, breaths coming short and fast. The lack of oxygen had snuck up on him, but been a welcome distraction all the same.
�What�s wrong?� a voice asked from a few feet away. Sabu had moved, feet now dangling into the clear pool. The wet towel had been thrown over his head like his ring-gear, to keep him cool, while his hands rested calmly on the water�s edge. He leaned forward slightly to look Rob in the eye.
His dark eyes were piercing and Rob worried he might dig into information he didn�t want him to find. He�d always been the confident one when it came to how they worked, becoming the quivering mess was something Sabu would undoubtedly exploit.
�Nothing.�
Sabu sighed. �You keep saying that, but we know it�s crap. Come on, spill. I don�t want to end up murdered in my sleep.�
�I wouldn�t do that. I�d wake you up, and then kill you.� Rob�s smirk was fake, and plainly so, but he didn�t yield.
�Rob,� Sabu started, voice laced with a tone that could be mistaken for both tiredness and softness. Rob imagined it was a bit of both. �Either you can tell me what has your panties in a twist, so we can deal with it and you stop being annoying, or I return to that lovely bench and ignore you for the rest of the day.�
�That�s exactly it, you know.� There was a sulking tone to Rob�s voice. �You�d ignore me. Like you�ve been doing for the past three days. You�re just lying on a couch, or a bench, or the fucking bed, without doing anything. It�s been a whole lot of nothing, topped with disinterest and not giving a fuck.�
Feet kicking at the water like it had taken something from him, Rob pushed away from the edge only to return seconds later. Sighing, he floated to where Sabu sat and crossed his arms over the side of the pool, hissing as his skin touched sun-kissed stone.
�So that�s it.� That softness again, causing a sudden urge to sulk. �You�re being a bitch because we�re not doing anything? God, Rob, you could have told me you wanted to go to Disneyland or shoot fuzzy pink animals at the carnival. I still would have said no, but you could have asked.�
Rob huffed. �It wouldn�t have been the carnival, that�s for sure. Your love for clowns is fucking scary and I don�t much enjoy beating up people in face-paint. That shit stains.�
A grin on Sabu�s face at that, but the other man didn�t notice. �But a comic store would have been nice,� Rob continued, �or at least going out and renting a movie. Perhaps that The Punisher one, I haven�t seen it yet, though people say it�s crap. That could be fun, d-�
Having found out years ago that Rob rambling about comic books was to be avoided � since it usually ended in Sabu trying to bash his head in � Sabu didn�t waste time grabbing Rob�s soaked ponytail and pulling him closer. Feet scrambled to stay on the thin ledge they�d been standing on as Rob yelped slightly and Sabu quieted him with a hungry kiss.
Breaking away, flustered, Rob looked up in alarm. �Stop that! The neighbours-�
�Ah,� Sabu quickly interrupted, �but I don�t know the neighbours. Why should I care?�
�I do!�
Chuckling softly, Sabu carefully slid off the side of the pool, relishing in the icy touch of the water cooling him down. The pool had been a welcome addition to Rob�s place, one Sabu approved of whole-heartedly. His aversion to summer heat lessened whenever he was able to soak his aching muscles and burnt skin in the clear blue water of Rob�s small pool. Granted, it also meant being thoroughly drenched by the time he got out, but he could deal with that.
Wetting his hair, Sabu turned to see the frazzled look on Rob�s face as he clung to the ledge a couple of feet below the surface. The older man sighed. He�d expected some troubles looming over his partner�s shoulder, since their time spent together had been minimal and Rob�s confidence was surprisingly low. He�d caught the sulking, had waited patiently for him to strike out and admit what was wrong. Had it not been so hot, Sabu might have taken the initiative instead, but resting comfortably on a bench had been preferable to unattractive moping.
One short stroke and he�d reached Rob again, snickering to himself at Rob�s defensive stance. There had been many times Sabu would have considered that an insult, but he knew the other man had gotten the misguided idea that he liked the people next door and didn�t want to scar them for life. Sabu figured the visiting wrestlers had long since accomplished that.
Planting one foot to Rob�s right, Sabu reached up to grab the edge of the pool. Too many cannon-balls had emptied it slightly, clearly Rob�s fault.
�You�re acting like a goddamn woman,� Sabu groused. Swinging his body towards Rob and firmly planting his other foot on the protruding ledge, his knee came into contact with scraping rock as he pushed the man�s knees to the side. Leaning in so he wouldn�t fall backwards, he ended up flush up against his partner�s body. Rob glared, but a sneaky movement of Sabu�s leg prompted a chortled intake of breath instead.
�Sabu, if they s-�
Again Sabu silenced Rob with a kiss, tasting too much chlorine for his liking as he consumed those barely uttered words. Teetering on a ledge wasn�t overly comfortable, but the taste that had become so familiar made up for it in spades, despite the gulp of pool-water irritating the back of his throat.
The urge to say something hadn�t left Rob yet, his mouth moving to escape Sabu�s fervent attempts to quiet him. Had it not been for Sabu�s stubbornness, he might have succeeded, but the younger man relented and sighed comfortably as his body relaxed. Pressed up this close, mouths exploring, they would have been easily noticeable by inquisitive neighbours peering into his yard. Sickly yellow hedges had long given way to malnutrition and too much sun, so it wasn�t hard.
The kiss was as lazy as they had been, tongues tracing calm patterns inside hot mouths. With all the heat, there was no reason for strife or bickering, as the sun lorded over them with punishing rays.
An arm slid neatly around Sabu�s waist, relieving the strained muscles in Sabu�s arms slightly as it held on so the man wouldn�t slip off the protruding rock. Fingers dipped into the water, then a flat palm escaped upwards bringing a refreshing feel with it. Nails accidentally scraped over uneven skin, but Sabu just pushed closer.
Rob hissed as the man�s thigh pressed against his, nudging his cock � though perhaps not meaning to. He allowed Sabu to chuckle, as he�d known he would, before dipping lower to rest tingling lips against hot skin. It moved with every quickened breath as a tongue darted out and tasted liquid salt. Rob�s nose resting against Sabu�s tangled black hair, he reveled in the scent of chlorine and summer heat.
Repositioning himself slightly, causing Rob to grumble a bit, Sabu let go with one hand, trusting Rob and the water to keep his body where it was. It, too, dove under, following slick skin to rest against the rough material that now clung to Rob�s ass. Sabu knew he appreciated water for something other than bringing relief to painful wounds.
�Ah,� Rob gasped as the thigh moved upwards and the hand clenched lightly. Fire spread through his veins, unable to be cooled by the water�s icy touch, and he barely resisted the urge to bite Sabu�s shoulder.
The older man seemed to smile against Rob�s neck, teeth nipping sharply and doing exactly what Rob had threatened to do moments before.
�I don�t know about doing any of that comic related junk you mentioned.� Sabu grinned. �But I�m all for doing other things.�
A struggled gasp, Rob�s back coming into painful contact with gritty rocks as he twisted a bit. Eyes flickered to the poorly constructed hedge he�d put in during one nasty bout of feeling useless. No neighbours, but he was sure what they were doing wouldn�t go unnoticed. Their arguing had brought over his friends once already, who were concerned that he was going to get mutilated by the angry and rather scary man; he was sure this would too.
�Sabu,� he whispered, �We should probably� Ah!� Teeth tugged on an earlobe, hurting. � We should probably go inside.�
�It�s hot inside.�
While most people would have taken that as a complaint, Sabu had the uncanny ability to state things without any sort of a whine. It was a quality Rob hated in the man, because while he could sometimes strike out and sound overly emotional, Sabu was vicious, angry and wild, but never upset about anything that Rob might deem interesting.
�It�s hot outside, too,� Rob pointed out, sweat trickling down his neck and mixing with the water. Sabu didn�t look much different, his hair dark from both water and sweat.
�It�s nice here, though,� Sabu murmured, hand drifting down and slipping between their legs. Shivering as agile fingers started stroking his thigh � shorts too thin to feel � Rob had trouble resisting the thought of remaining right there, limbs entangled and bodies held in place. He groaned as that wayward hand inched even closer, rubbing his erection through his all too sheer pants. In the garden next to them, the neighbour�s dog started barking, and Rob flinched.
�Fuck,� he swore, pushing himself away from the wall. Surprised by the sudden movement, Sabu lost his footing and disappeared underwater with a splash, resurfacing with an angry look on his face. Rob didn�t let go of the pool�s edge, other hand stretched out soothingly.
�What was that for!�
Swallowing awkwardly, Rob swam over. Attempting to kiss the man, but ending up gulping down chlorine, he scowled. Keeping both heads above water at the same time proved to be a struggle.
�You fucking pull that shit again and I�m gone,� Sabu huffed, taking a swing for his partner but not quite reaching.
�You know, that whole growling thing is quite a turn-on.�
�Shut up.�
Rob chuckled, arm hooking around the man�s shoulders so he could lead him to the tiled edge. Pushing up, he heard Sabu mutter some angry things while he too exited the pool. Snippets reached his ears, of prude people and the ruining of fun. Rob simply smiled.
Dripping wet, the wave of hot air that greeted them was striking even so. Walking tensely, the bulge in his pants too prominent to expect any less, he sidled over to where Sabu had dropped the towel. Bending over awkwardly, his back always to the hedge, he dipped it in the water again.
�That for me?� Sabu asked gruffly, taking the thing when Rob nodded. Even though they�d just left the comforts of the pool, Sabu seemed grateful to be able to throw it over his head. He would probably have ripped it from Rob�s hands, anyway.
�Come on,� Rob urged, pulling at a hand, leading his partner to the house. There was a scowl on Sabu�s face, but it was as fake as his Indian heritage.
Inside, the humming air-conditioning did little to stem the constant flow of shimmering heat cascading through the open door. The added joy of the buzzing of mosquitos and pesky flies disturbed what had been a pleasant place to sit weeks before. Summer heat could be terrible.
Rob didn�t notice this as he stumbled forward and opened the door to the hottest place in the entire house. Always heavily curtained, with no flow of cool air, the bedroom hadn�t been used in days. Sabu had spent some of his days on the couch, others in the hammock now standing broken in the garage. None had been spent next to Rob. Probably for the best, he reasoned, because two sweating bodies would be even worse than just one.
�It�s too hot in here.� Not a whine, just a remark. Rob continued on regardless.
After closing the door, Rob could feel the oppressing air become even tighter, but he didn�t care. Constant heat or not, he�d been asking for this and had become very impatient.
Determined, he gave his partner a solid shove, listening to the thud of a back hitting the mattress. Crawling over, he made good work of what he had in mind and straddled Sabu�s lap, strong arms on either side of the man�s head. While usually this forcefulness would have been met with extreme irritation or extreme lust, this time Sabu just looked harried. Like the sun was deliberately taunting him with this temperature and Rob had only made it worse.
�It�s really too hot for this, you know.�
Now that had almost sounded like a whine. Not bothering to dignify it with much of an answer � Rob had learned long ago there was no such thing as too hot for sex; he leaned down, lips meeting just as Sabu had wanted to say something more. It meant the perfect opportunity for Rob to slip his tongue in and feel the gasp for air. There was still a taste of pool-side fun in his mouth, but hearing the surprised little moan his actions resulted in, he focused on other things instead.
Like the feeling of cool sheets against his legs, wet from their earlier dip, and the fluttering sensation in his stomach he hadn�t lost yet even after so many years. Sabu�s skin rested against him, almost too hot but pleasant nonetheless. Then there was the scent of orchids, casually drifting towards them from the small table in the corner. Though Rob had often told her not to, the maid that took care of his house and came to clean every morning left flowers anyway. Flowers neither of them cared about, but flowers all the same.
He could feel the light touch of fingers against his thigh, brushing gently as if Sabu wasn�t even aware he was doing it. Rob clasped the hand in his, guiding it to rest on his back as he deepened the kiss.
With the humidity in the room, it was hard to breathe - especially in-between thorough kisses - but they managed. Sabu�s rasping breaths was music to his ears, even though there�d be some griping about excessiveness later.
Giving Sabu a quick smile, Rob sat up slightly to look down at the man whose mussed hair looked rather ridiculous against the white of the sheets. There was a blush to his cheeks not seen too often, a combination of succumbing to the heat and succumbing to Rob. Rob liked to imagine the man preferred the latter.
He did look slightly disgruntled, though. Snickering softly, Rob clenched his thighs. It was something Sabu had often complained about � Rob�s thighs were killing machines, really � but he probably secretly enjoyed them. As expected, there was an unhappy murmur paired with eyes flickering open.
�You wuss,� Rob groused affectionately, feeling Sabu tug at his hair and neck. Complying, he was met with searching lips. The comment seemed to have sparked something, for Sabu was quite insistent that he not go anywhere, Rob�s mouth slightly sore and their bodies skin to skin by the time he was let go.
A bit out of breath �partly caused by the excruciating heat � Rob rested his head on the bed, the rest of his body trapping the other man under a blanket of damp pants and shiny skin. Beads of sweat mingled, though luckily they were both bad off and couldn�t really blame each other. Sabu caught the brunt of it, however, having to deal with Rob�s substantial weight. For a man so agile, there was a lot to go around.
�I am not a pillow,� Sabu informed him brusquely, pushing and prodding until Rob moved to the side.
�I don�t know, I was enjoying that well enough.�
�Cheeky fucker.�
Tables turned, Sabu wasted no time pinning down Rob�s flailing arms and sliding between his legs. There was a mock struggle, but as usual Rob lost willingly and was faced with amused eyes.
�I still say it�s too hot for this,� Sabu murmured, though his hands were already tugging at the still soaked shorts that Rob wore. They weren�t much, concealed even less, but they were in the way. The younger man just smiled, lifting his hips when instructed and allowed Sabu to settle between his legs again. With some help, Sabu had also removed the only piece of clothing he wore � being able to jump in the pool at random was necessary on days like this � and gasped as strong legs brought their bodies together again.
Their contact was slippery, shiny skin bathed in sweat, but neither noticed as Rob was busy moving his tongue down the other man�s neck. The slick sound it made did nothing for Sabu�s erection, nor the way he rocked back and forward to get as much contact between Rob and his cock.
�Where�s the lube?� he asked, gasping again as Rob returned the favour and pinched sensitive skin with his teeth.
Rob grinned, following up the mark with a quick swipe of his tongue. �You are an impatient man.�
Nevertheless, he nodded towards the nightstand next to the bed, resulting in Sabu letting go with one hand and rummaging through its drawers. Given freedom, Rob trailed down Sabu�s back with his loose arm, brushing skin, down thighs, ending up stroking Sabu�s cock lightly. It left the man thoroughly distracted, hand clenching around Rob�s wrist and knees bumping into his thighs.
�Ah!� Sabu had stopped trying to find the lube they needed, eyes closed as he murmured intelligible things at every expert stroke of Rob�s hand. His brow was furrowed, body shaking, and it presented Rob with a fascinating sight.
�Found it yet?� he teased, pausing for a second before continuing and shivering at the guttural, low moan Sabu couldn�t help but emit. Pressing a fluttering kiss against Sabu�s neck, Rob let go and searched for the bottle himself, finding it infinitely faster than Sabu would have. He was being glared at, but a reassuring kiss and the passing of lube relaxed the other man in no time.
A lid popped, then deft fingers carefully applied the lube. Rob twisted at the feel, tremors shooting upwards at every movement of fingers near his opening. One slipped inside, gently stretching, occasionally teasing going further. Other fingers grazed and kneaded his ass, cupping it and following every twitch. Sabu could be strangely gentle if he wanted to.
The lube was beyond lukewarm, luckily obscured from the hot sun by thick curtains. Its slick feeling spread, Sabu rather wasteful with the liquid, and it trickled down to the sheets. Neither man cared, or cared enough to notice.
Rob groaned as Sabu pushed one of his legs forward, strong muscles bending and stretching willingly. He was nothing if not agile, and he grabbed his knee to pull it up to his chest. With more room to maneuver, Sabu twisted a finger. The breathy moan was a desired result.
�Fucking hot,� the dark haired man murmured, though something in his eyes made Rob wonder if he was still talking about the weather. As sweat mixed with lube, he couldn�t help but reach for his erection, hoping to busy himself as Sabu finished with his stretching, but the hand was slapped at. Slipping his fingers out, Sabu grabbed a condom from the same drawer he�d found the lube � figured Rob had been prepared � and ripped it open. Rob just watched, one leg pulled up and the other spread open.
It didn�t take long for Sabu to find his way back to resting between Rob�s legs, in fact, he�d been rather hasty about it. Rob grinned, but felt his body shiver as hands touched him everywhere, his skin so hot he felt like burning. Both were panting, the air almost like it was on fire, and what they were doing didn�t help.
A searing kiss, then droplets of pain as Sabu slowly pushed into him. It had been a couple of weeks and though Rob figured he�d never really forget, he had to occasionally remind his body that it had been aching for this. Hissing into Sabu�s mouth, he focused on the wet tongue tracing lazy patterns around his. There had been many kisses like that before, but he hadn�t gotten sick of them yet.
�You okay?� Barely whispered words registered, but only faintly. Rob nodded, drawing the tongue back in. He wasn�t finished yet.
Body relaxing under the soothing hands, it became easier for Sabu to push forward and hitch slipped in all the way without a hitch. By the time he started rocking his hips, Rob had already hooked his leg around the other man�s thigh � clenching tight muscles in encouragement. Faces so close they shared breaths, Rob could see the way eyes wanted to close, eyelids wanted to drop. Sabu forced them to remain open, probably out of some sort of misguided idea Rob would prefer it, though the thought pleased Rob nonetheless.
It was too hot for this, Sabu had said, and he was probably right. Initially, the sheets had been wet with water, now they were soaked in sweat. Rob had trouble keeping their legs tangled, their skin was so slick, but it made fucking all the easier.
With lazy movement of the hip, Sabu�s cock grazed Rob�s prostate only just, like his hands had touched Rob�s skin earlier. Lazy, like their days had been, and like Rob was feeling now; lazy, lightheaded, but blissfully aware that he�d gotten his way. Perhaps Sabu�s accusations of him being a bit of a whiner had some truth in them. Still, it had worked.
�Fuck!� Rob swore as Sabu hit his prostate full on. Feeling Sabu�s mouth target his neck, he focused on trying to breathe through the shiver racking his body and the everlasting heat in his groin. He couldn�t help himself as he started stroking his cock with solid, clean strokes. His body was so hot, it felt like it would burst.
Like he�d been granted permission through this act, Sabu�s hips snapped forward with more force, a low growl settling in his throat. The sick sound of sweaty limbs meeting reverberated through the room, the bed creaking constantly now. It was one of the reason Sabu liked it so.
��s good,� Rob moaned, eyes closed as he focused on the way his prostate was being struck again and again.
No reply, Sabu too busy. Hair clung to his forehead, over his shoulders, barely moved with every violent thrust. Sharp eyes looked down, watchful now as they took in every twitch or moan. Rob�s face was red, lips ravished by his teeth, and the sheen of sweat made him a beautiful sight. Though Sabu�d never admit it. He couldn�t help but stare.
Another soft moan, Rob�s back arching. �So good, Sabu.�
Focusing on the blush to Rob�s cheeks, the tight, hot feel around his cock, Sabu could feel himself slipping. This wouldn�t take long. Bending forward, hand urging Rob�s to jerk faster, he thrust in violently a few times. Rob�s throaty cries urged him on, and he threw his head back as he felt orgasm ripple through him. Every nerve in his body was in edge, the heat forgotten and pushed back by the feel of pleasure rolling through him. Tilting his hips, he groaned as he tried to hold himself up so he wouldn�t crush his partner.
Rob saw the look of utter abandon on Sabu�s face, finally having opened his eyes again at the guttural growl, and wasn�t far behind. Arching his back again, he relished in the sensations running through him. His release splattered their stomachs, heaving breaths heavy in the air. Biting his lips, Rob tried to calm himself down even though the rush had been so great. He felt like his lungs would give out on him if he didn�t.
Sabu had slipped out unnoticed, now lying face-first on the bed and suffering just as bad if not worse. It took a good ten minutes for either man to get to the point where they could form actual sentences.
�I told you it was too fucking hot for this shit,� Sabu mentioned, though there was a smirk curling his lips. �Though I�m glad you�re so stubborn.�
Rob smiled.
�You still smell, though.� For that Sabu received a raised finger. Their bed was thoroughly messed up, but neither minded. With the heat wave still in full swing, they wouldn�t be using it anytime soon anyway. Plus, both were bound to be on the road again soon, though not necessarily to similar destinations. It was a sobering thought, one that caused Rob to reach out and swipe Sabu�s shoulder with his knuckles. Just to touch, recognize he was still there.
�What?� the older man asked.
A sad shrug. �Nothing.�
Sabu looked at him for a few seconds too long, then shrugged just like Rob had. It wasn�t his style to inquire further, regardless if he felt Rob might want him to. They were them, and they didn�t always work.
�I need a swim,� Sabu said abruptly, swinging himself out the bed and heading for the door. He didn�t stop, not even where his shorts hung over a lamp.
�You�re not going outside naked!� Rob told him, but Sabu raised an eyebrow and didn�t stop.
�Sabu, no!� Rob called, scrambling to find his clothes in the mess they�d left behind. Soft chuckling drifted towards him as Sabu walked out the room and towards the door, wearing absolutely nothing. Swearing like a sailor, Rob pulled on some pants and zipped it up just in time to hear a loud splash indicating Sabu had made it to the pool.
Rob sighed, wondering once again how he was going to explain this to the neighbours. God, he hated hot days.