Caleb Strong grips Jorge Fusco’s shoulders while his tongue traces the thick veins of his neck, the other man’s tattooed chest rising as he leans in for a bruising kiss. Strong’s arm bands around Fusco’s waist, fingers digging into the muscle of his back as he pulls him flush against his body, lips never breaking contact. Fusco’s head tilts back, throat exposed, as Strong’s mouth moves lower, teeth grazing the sensitive skin just above his collarbone. The air hums with the weight of their bodies pressed together, tattoos dark against sun-kissed skin.
