Rough Attraction by Talon P. S.

tonight was to do nothing but be a warm body so Maxum wouldn’t feel so alone. To be the guardian of his body while the mind was emotionally vulnerable. He knew this and wasn’t offended by it. Because sometimes being the warm body at the right time was the best thing to be. Strangely, that’s what he wanted— to be the best thing for this man.
    Maxum finally lay down next to him and Darko pulled him against his chest, curling up with him. Letting the warmth of his slow deep breathing kiss the man’s ear and neck, and nothing more. He grinned to himself when Maxum took a deep breath and let himself go in his arms. It was exactly what the man needed and Darko had given it to him. Sometimes it pays to have a psychologist for a brother who specializes in sex and relationships .
    “I think I just broke up with my boyfriend.” The man in his arms confessed aloud in the darkness of the room.
    Darko fought the flinch the confession caused him. He’d suspected there was another in the scheme of things. Why else had the man just up and cut everything off. “Good.” Darko muttered as he snuggled in closer taking in a deep inhale of the man next to him. Still capturing the cologne he had on, a deep dark manly scent of lemon, champagne, basil, and rum. A man’s cologne made to attract other men.
    “Good?”
    “Yes, good. I don’t like having to share.”
    Maxum let out a slight huff, his head sinking even deeper into the pillow. “I shelled out ten grand tonight and didn’t even get a blow job.”
    “Is that the going rate these days? Damn, and to think I fucked you for nothing more than cheap Chinese take-out.” Darko followed his quip with a chaste kiss to the man’s jaw. He knew the man was bordering on a need to vent and that was counterproductive in his bed when it happened to be about another man. He pressed against Maxum’s body, grinding his already hard cock against his hip, just long enough to distract the man’s thoughts well enough away from what had chased him here. He wanted Maxum to feel the present along with his presence. Him— not the other’s. That, what was here was right, rather than guilt he was starting to feel for the man he’d just escaped. Another warm kiss against the back of his neck and Darko settled against Maxum’s back relaxing towards sleepiness. Maxum took a deep breath and let it out in a long slow breath that seemed to take an age to be completed. The tension refused to let go of the man’s body even as the room filled with silence, all but the still-ticking of thoughts running through his head.
    Darko kept silent. It worked the first wave, it would most likely work on the second wave as well.
    “I don’t know why I’m here.” The wave of stunted emotions declared themselves in the dark room.
    Well that was certainly not something Darko wanted to hear the man say and there wasn’t anything he could come up with that could shift it, so he kept silent and tried not to tense up with the rejection. He snuggled in again making sure his breath caressed over Maxum’s neck and shoulder. Keeping the rhythm deep and slow, a lulling warmth between them like their first night together.
    “I don’t even know how to be with you.”
    Darko kissed his neck once more. “Well, I like walks on the beach. Staying home and fucking, which apparently I am willing to flip-fuck for you. That alone says something about our compatibility. I like red meat and dark ale. I also like being outdoors, on the water. Particularly rowing. Concerts in the park and long drives to nowhere for no reason.”
    “What is this? Gay harmony? I’m being serious here.” Maxum stared over his shoulder at him.
    Darko shifted up on an elbow and looked at him right back. Hard place for a man to be when his body had led him to the very spot it wanted to be only to have the brain argue with it once there. Only one way to silence it . Darko caught Maxum by the chin and pulled him around and before he could contest it,