The bearded man grips the blond’s hips as he presses his mouth hard against his throat, fingers digging into the smooth, corded muscles while the other watches from the edge of the bed. Both wear green wristbands, their taut bodies stretched out on white sheets as the blond tilts his head back, exposing his neck to the rough, hungry pull. The dark-haired one leans in, his tongue tracing the pulse beneath the skin before his lips seal over it.
