Sebastian flexed his hips again, then whispered, “That feel good?”

Rory shivered, and slid his hands down to Sebastian’s hips.

“Stop it.”

“Oh, okay, then.” He tried to lift himself off, but Rory pulled him back down. Their crotches rubbed, and Rory’s cock jolted.

“Shit.”

“God, you’re as hard as a rock,” Sebastian murmured.

Rory bit his lip and shook his head.

“Yeah you are, but don’t worry, so am I.”

He thrusted, and Rory felt the heavy pressure of Sebastian’s cock. Rory’s eyes rolled again, and a groan escaped his lips. His hands were tentatively holding Sebastian’s hips, fingers flexing and relaxing as he tried to get himself under control. He could smell Sebastian’s sweat, and the soap he used each morning. Sebastian’s icy eyes darkened, and when his gaze dropped to Rory’s lips, his heart missed a beat.

“Oi! No dry humping on the floor.”

Sebastian tutted at the guard, shot Rory a sympathetic smile, then stood up. He put his hands on his hips and stood there with the twitching in his pants clear to see. Ollie’s eyes bugged from their sockets, and Teddy grumbled in apparent surprise.

“Get out of here, Sebastian! Go take a cold shower.”

He raised his hands at the guard. “I’m going, I’m going.”

Ollie snorted, then strolled over and offered his hand to Rory. He took it, and got to his feet, but the second he was standing Ollie glanced down at him, then up again.

“Jesus, you didn’t get like that with me or Captain.”

“I stretched funny, that’s all.”

“Stretched funny?” Ollie rolled his eyes. “You think I was born yesterday? I’ve seen you two playing chess.”

“What the hell does that mean?”

Ollie laughed.

Despite being amused, and not believing Rory’s poor excuse, Ollie still stood in front of him, blocking curious eyes, until his erection went down.

“Thanks,” he mumbled.

“No problem. Stretch sorted itself out?” Ollie smirked.

“Yes, let’s not mention it again.”

“No, let’s. It’s hilarious. You got a thing for Sebastian, and he’s got a thing for you, a massive thing by the looks of it.”

Rory groaned, “There’s no ‘thing’ between us.”

“You think he’s hot, and he thinks you’re hot. I’m not seeing a problem. Sex is sex. You’ve got no one on the outside. Does he?”

“No.”

“Then what’s the issue? Get stuck in or let him get stuck in you.”

Rory looked down at his feet. “I can’t cross that line.”

“Why not?”

“I just can’t.”

Rory tried to pass Ollie, but he stepped in his path. “Because he’ll be gone in a few months?”

Rory closed his eyes and sighed. “Something like that.”

“But you could enjoy yourselves while he’s here, have … fun.”

“It’ll end badly.”