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Skinner shrugged his trench coat off while he was still safe in his room. A smirk formed on his face as he took a towel and wiped the grease off his face. He threw his towel off to the side.
The invisible man headed out of the room to head to the youngest member's room. Skinner took a quick look around before managed to slip his way into the room.
The older man wore a light smile as he watched Sawyer's sleeping form. The blond man held onto his rifle, one of the ones that he had brought with him on the trip. Skinner walked over to the bed, getting onto the other male.
All of a sudden, Skinner felt a cold metal on his skin. The invisible man looked down at the visible man beneath him.
"Get off me and lay down, so we can do this my way," Sawyer said, putting his index finger on the trigger. "Or I'll tell everyone you to tried to do something to me."
Even though Sawyer couldn't see it, Skinner blinked slightly, but laid down. The younger man had never been this forceful before, even as the acting leader of the league. The blond put the gun on the mattress, and, sitting up, he tore off his own shirt before Skinner stopped him.
"Let me help," the invisible man said, slipping his hand to the other's pants.
A light red tint filled Tom's cheeks. Before he could protest, Skinner had his trousers already undone. Sawyer kicked the fabric off his pants. The blond felt Skinner's hands pull open his boxers.
Before Skinner's cold hands touched his warm member, the younger male flinched slightly. Sawyer relaxed and let out a soft moan when an invisible hand touched his member. His nails dug into the sheets a bit. A soft chuckled escaped from Skinner's mouth while he watched the younger male writhe with pleasure.
The invisible man sat up, bringing the blond up with him. Sawyer let out a small surprised noise. Invisible fingers ran through his hair as he was laid on the bed.
The blond looked although it was hopeless to do so. He raised his hips a bit when he felt his underwear being tugged off. Sawyer reached up and found Skinner's face.
"You should've left your grease on," he said, just mumbling a tad bit.
The only response he got was a small no. a small gasp escaped Sawyer's lips before he could question the other male any further. Skinner's free hand began to probe Sawyer's ass, inserting a couple fingers into his entrance.
The younger male clenched the sheets when the invisible man withdrew his fingers. Skinner positioned himself once again. The older man slowly pushed his member into the other one. Skinner heard a small whimper come from the other male's mouth.
The older man sighed a bit and pulled out halfway. He almost slammed back inside of the younger male like he wanted to. He rubbed the other's chest, trying to ease him into the rhythm that he was going.
Skinner groaned and Sawyer nearly screamed when they both climazed. The top male pulled out slowly, easing himself off the other. The bottom male felt around until he grabbed an invisible shoulder.
The owner of said should let out a soft sigh. He laid down next to his lovely blond. Skinner shook his head, trying not to let those thoughts get to him. He didn't want the male lying next to him to feel obligated to stay with him.
The invisible man watched him when Sawyer fell asleep. He pushed his bangs out of his sweaty face gently. Sawyer turned onto his side after a while, but Skinner had already fallen asleep, holding the other in his arms.