Jealousy

" Did you enjoy that steamy make out?" When Matthew said this, Mason gulped and loosened the necktie " I think you should mind your business. And What the fuck are you doing here?"

Emotionalessly and wordlessly, Matthew approached the lawyer who tried his best to keep a straight face and control his breathing rate, but Matthew leaned against his ear, teasing the shell with his teeth, basking in the way Mason trembled below him with this newfound eagerness.

Mason tried to fight the disappointment coiling in around his stomach when Matthew turned toward his duffle he dropped by the door.

He watched beneath thick lashes as Matthew bent over and bag through his bag to find the contents he needed.

"Tell me," Matthew whispered roughly as he set the mini bottle of lube and condom wrappers he found on the space beside him.

He kissed Mason again, pushing against his lips hard, stealing the air from his lungs before pulling back, hair falling over his eyes.