Wagner and Darius

The tattooed man with fair skin grips the other’s chest, fingers digging into his muscles as they press together in the sunlight, while the dark-haired one leans in to claim his mouth with rough, open-mouthed kisses. Their arms twist around each other’s backs, bodies locked tight as they move through the greenery, hands sliding over skin slick with sweat. One pulls the other closer, breath ragged against his neck, before the fair-skinned man finally shoves him back, just enough to turn the grip into a challenge.