Once they were in the elevator, Troy crowded Adrian against the wall, kissing him slowly and making him moan. Antonio stroked his back, hand drifting down to cup Troy’s arse, whispering about how beautiful they both were.
Finally the elevator tone rang out and the door slid open. They tumbled into the hallway, quickly getting down to their room and getting the door open. Troy shut the door behind them and Adrian pinned Antonio against the wall, kissing him again and grinding against him. Troy moved behind him and held his hips. “Is that what you want?” he asked. “You want to be in the middle...?”
