“Okay, that’s way more than I needed to see,” Calvin said with a laugh. “I’d love to design your tattoo.” The more he thought about it, the more excited he got. “This is going to be awesome.”
“Thanks. And let’s keep this between us. I want it to be a surprise.”
Dex turned off the shower, and Calvin finished up. He joined Dex in the locker room just as Sloane and Ethan came trotting through the doorway. Ash and Cael most likely were already in the Therian changing rooms being helped with PSTC. Calvin got dressed, swatting at Ethan when his boyfriend swiped a paw at his butt.
“Hey, watch it, mister.”
Ethan chuffed and sat down, his tail swaying and thumping cheerfully on the floor. Sloane had to get his scent all over Dex, rubbing his face against his partner’s legs and circling him. Dex didn’t even bat an eye anymore. It had freaked him out a while back. Now he went about his business while his lethal jaguar Therian partner rubbed up against him, purring like a big house cat. As soon as Calvin was back in his uniform, he opened Ethan’s locker and removed his uniform, along with his duffle bag containing his boots, socks, and underwear. He threw it over his shoulder and turned to give Ethan’s ear a playful tug.
“Come on, you.” He waved as he walked out of the locker room, calling out behind him. “See you guys in a bit.”
As he neared the Therian changing room, Ash and Cael were walking out. Ash narrowed his eyes at Calvin and thrust a finger in his face.
“I know you put him up to that.”
“Me?” Calvin blinked innocently. “I would never.” It’s not like he didn’t know Ethan could get away with it. Next to Cael, Ethan was the only one who wouldn’t get his ass kicked by Ash.
Ash moved a menacing finger to Ethan. “That’s sad, man. You are so whipped.”
Ethan licked Ash’s finger, and Calvin had to bite down on his bottom lip to keep himself from laughing. The scandalized expression on Ash’s face was too much.
“You’re a dick.”
Ethan chuffed, and Ash grunted as he walked off, Cael chuckling beside him. Calvin turned to Ethan and held his hand out.
“Low five.”
With a mew, Ethan smacked Calvin’s hand with his huge paw. Calvin was in a good mood, despite knowing they’d be attending yet another one of Sparks’s training sessions later today. He was looking forward to working on Dex’s tattoo. The fun part, aside from the actual designing, was finding the right style. For Dex, something old-school would look great. Something vintage maybe.
Calvin stood to one side of the empty changing station and waited for Ethan to go in before he followed and pulled the curtain closed. There was a little kitchenette-type station on one side with a small fridge and supplies the THIRDS kept stocked. The THIRDS might not be perfect, but they made sure to provide their agents with all the essentials, and that included keeping changing stations stocked with Postshift Trauma Care kits and supplies.
As Ethan began to shift back, Calvin collected the supplies he’d need. A bottle of Gatorade from the fr
idge, some protein bars from the cabinet, along with hefty beef sticks. He flinched instinctively at Ethan’s pained screams as he changed. He’d never get used to that. By the time Ethan was done, Calvin had set out everything they needed, and he’d hung up Ethan’s uniform.
Ethan sat on the bench, his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands as he waited for the wave of dizziness to pass. Calvin sat next to him and placed a kiss on his boyfriend’s shoulder. Ethan raised his head and smiled.
“Hi.”
Ethan’s smile was beautiful, and it reached his bright green eyes. He leaned in to Calvin and placed a kiss on his lips.
“Hungry?” Calvin asked him.
Ethan nodded. With a quick kiss, Calvin stood and grabbed the Gatorade and some of the beef sticks. He handed the beef to Ethan and tilted his head back, holding the bottle for him as he drank. When it was all gone, Ethan ate his snacks while Calvin fetched the protein bars. They’d head off to the canteen to get Ethan some real food as soon as his partner was able. Of course, as soon as his partner was able, he had a different hunger in mind.
Calvin was clearing up the small counter when Ethan slipped his hands around his waist, something hard poking into his back. Well, now. What’s this? Okay, so he had a pretty good idea of what it was, but he really hadn’t been expecting it. Ethan nuzzled Calvin’s temple, his soft words in Calvin’s ear.
“I might need a little more care.”
Calvin turned in his arms, groaning when Ethan thrust his hips forward. “Is that so, Agent Hobbs?”
Ethan nodded. “And you’re the only one that can give it to me.” He took hold of Calvin’s hand and moved it onto his hard dick. A shiver went through Calvin, and he all but melted against Ethan. Man, he was so in trouble. With a brush of his lips, Ethan walked to the bench and sat down. He leaned back on his hands and spread his legs, his pupils dilated as he watched Calvin. Damn, he was gorgeous. Powerful, muscular, yet so incredibly sweet and gentle, it took Calvin’s breath away.
Calvin stopped in front of Ethan and stood between his knees. He bent down to kiss him, his tongue slipping between Ethan’s lips as he explored and tasted every inch of his mouth. With a wicked smile, he got down on his knees and palmed Ethan’s erection. It was a thing of beauty, much like the rest of Ethan.
“We can’t be too long,” Calvin told him, receiving a nod in response. He brought Ethan’s cock into his mouth and swallowed it down to the root. A gasp escaped Ethan, but other than that, he was completely silent. Calvin did his best not to moan as Ethan huffed and writhed underneath him. Ethan clutched onto the edge of the bench until his knuckles were white, resulting in Calvin doubling his efforts. He loved driving Ethan crazy, loved watching the way his muscles tensed, the look of absolute ecstasy on his handsome face. Calvin drew back to the tip before plunging back down, his lips tight around Ethan. He sucked, licked, and laved when Ethan slipped his fingers into Calvin’s hair with a quiet strangled noise. Calvin nodded, and Ethan came, folding over Calvin as he spilled himself inside Calvin’s mouth.
Calvin swallowed, his fingers digging into Ethan’s thighs. When Ethan was done, Calvin pulled off him, letting out a low moan as Ethan kissed him, tasting himself on Calvin’s tongue. Calvin could have stayed here all day, but they’d already spent far too long here. Someone might come looking for them. A horrific thought struck him. He stood and grabbed Ethan’s boxer briefs.