Watch: Mistaken Identity

Vadim Black grips Teo Carter’s hips while his bearded jaw hovers over the clean-shaven man’s throat, fingers digging into the taut muscle of his back as Teo’s tattooed chest rises with sharp, controlled breaths. The remote clutched between them falls from Vadim’s grip as his teeth close over Teo’s pulse, the dark hair of his neck tangled in his fist, no words, just the wet slide of tongue against skin before Teo’s hands brace against the bed, his own tattoos flexing as Vadim’s weight pins him down.