Page 30 of Glow

We have friends, Wally said in the back of Dan’s mind. They will help us stay safe.

Dan took comfort from Quinn’s comments and Wally’s trust, doing his best to be hopeful. “Let’s clean up and see if we can find a movie,” he suggested, desperate for a distraction.

After they put the boxes in the hotel’s small refrigerator, Dan started toward the couch, but Quinn took his wrist and tugged him in the direction of the bed.

“I can think of better distractions than TV,” Quinn said in a voice like sin and whiskey. “I’d like to blow you. Would that be okay?”

“More than okay.”

Quinn sat, putting his head at crotch level as Dan stayed standing. “Don’t worry about anything. I’ve got you,” he encouraged as he undid Dan’s belt and unzipped him.

Quinn pushed Dan’s jeans and underwear down and gave his package an appreciative once-over that made Dan shiver. Dan was already half-hard and stiffened immediately when Quinn licked a stripe up his cock.

“Mmm,” Quinn murmured, nuzzling into Dan’s pubes and inhaling his scent. He nudged Dan’s thighs farther apart and started to explore his balls and taint, taking his time to taste and explore.

“Not gonna last long.” Dan felt his arousal surge despite the earlier anxiety.

Quinn just kept going, returning his attention to Dan’s leaking cock.

“So good,” Dan groaned.

Quinn brought one hand up to cup Dan’s balls and stroke his sensitive groin while the other squeezed his ass. He started to hum around Dan’s prick, and that taxed the last of Dan’s control.

Dan caught his breath as his orgasm roared through him. He tried to pull back to save Quinn from a mouthful, but Quinn tightened his grip on Dan’s butt and just kept licking and sucking, taking it all.

Quinn finally released Dan’s over-sensitized cock and gave a cat-that-caught-the-canary smile as he licked his lips.

“Oh. My. God,” Dan moaned, not sure his knees would support him. “That was amazing.”

“Good.”

“Let me do you now,” Dan said, now that he could form sentences again.

Quinn gestured to the damp spot on the front of his own jeans. “Too late. You were deliciously responsive. My mind was on you, so I couldn’t count backward from one-hundred or any of the other ways to make it last.”

Dan leaned in, tasting himself on Quinn’s lips, which sent a thrill through him. “Next time, I do you first.”

“Sounds good to me.” Quinn helped Dan pull up his pants. “I’ll take a rain check for the morning.”

They found another action movie that they had both already seen, and sat close, thighs touching and shoulders bumping.

Throughout the movie, they kissed and fondled, making out like teenagers without trying to take things further. Dan appreciated the contact and realized he had been pretty touch-starved. Wally stayed tucked into the back of his thoughts, always present but respecting Dan’s privacy.

“We’ve already figured out who sleeps on which side,” Dan noted as they got ready for bed. None of his previous flings had repeated enough to stake out territory. He took it as another good omen that Quinn might be the one.

“Yep. Just like an old married couple,” Quinn joked as he stripped down and climbed under the covers.

I like the sound of that, Dan thought. He let his head rest on Quinn’s shoulder, and Quinn wrapped an arm around him.

“How are you doing?” Quinn murmured.

“Better,” Dan said. “Having you near helps.”

Quinn turned to meet his eyes. “I plan to be near for a long, long time. I care about you, a lot.”

“I care about you too.” Although Dan mentally substituted “love” for “care” and wondered how soon they would be up to making that admission. We haven’t been together very long, and there’s been a lot going on, he told himself.

He’s our mate, Wally supplied helpfully. Can’t you tell by his scent? He’s ours.