"Suddenly I don't care," Ray answered, too occupied with Asher to even falter for a second. Neither of them were dogs, so neither were in danger of being sold to the natives due to a grain or two of sand.

Pleased Asher had taken the initiative, Ray climbed up to straddle him, tugging the rest of Asher's shirt open roughly and pressing his chest back into the mattress. "Jesus, I have missed this," he muttered, pushing his tongue past Asher's teeth before he could reply.

It wasn't the sex he had missed. Somehow they'd found rare moments for that over the past weeks, even though it had always been quick and more like stress-relief for them both. It was this Ray had missed. Being with Asher in their own place, a private place, just for them.