He stood, quickly shucking his clothes and rescuing the lube from his pants pocket. He tossed it underhand at the couch and felt a flicker of adrenaline when Park caught it in the air without sight.

“Blindfolded with one hand behind your back,” Cooper said, voice rough. “So how come I felt two tugging my hair and choking me on your cock?”

Maybe super-hearing was contagious, because he was positive he could detect Park’s eyebrow quirk beneath the silky black cloth. “If this is how you fight, I think we need to have a talk.”

“This is how I win,” Cooper said, straddling Park’s lap comfortably. He grabbed Park’s right wrist and pinned it to the back of the couch, by his shoulder. “Now, you’re going to stay right here while I open myself up. And when I’m ready, I’m going to ride you.” He brushed his thumb over Park’s lips lovingly. “I’m going to use your fat, pretty cock like my own personal toy, okay?”

Park nodded eagerly. “Yes, yes,” he said, passing Cooper the lube.

Cooper reached back and began to prepare himself with one hand, the other keeping Park’s wrist trapped. Park pressed his face against Cooper’s chest, just breathing deeply at first, but soon his free hand crept to Cooper’s waist, then from his waist to his ass, massaging the flesh there and inching toward where Cooper was stretching himself. There he traced the rim, and Cooper felt Park shudder beneath him. He began to nip and suck sloppily at Cooper’s chest, murmuring something into the skin.

When Cooper was ready, he kissed the top of Park’s head. “Scooch,” he said, repositioning them so that he could guide Park’s dick between his cheeks, just teasing them both like that for a moment before fitting the head to his hole and working himself down gradually, whimpering a bit at the stretch he hadn’t felt since they’d fucked goodbye last week in the airport parking lot.

When Cooper was finally fully seated, Park let out a desperate, primitive groan but didn’t move his hands. They both sat still for a moment, adjusting to the sweep of raw emotion that came from cohabiting, briefly, partially, a single body.

Cooper pressed his lips to Park’s. It didn’t have the finesse of a kiss so much as it was breathing together, panting into each other’s mouths. When he finally began to move, rolling his hips, his own dick brushed maddeningly against Park’s shirt, wilted with the humidity of their sex-hot bodies. Cooper fumbled at the buttons and yanked it down to his elbows, trapping Park’s arms at his sides.