[pre-heat]

sucre has had trouble sleeping these past couple days, no sex in months, no more maricruz after their breakup, just him and michael all alone in the prison cell. this was tempting to sucre, but he feared ruining his friendship with michael… but those thoughts, oh, the thoughts… wouldn't leave sucre alone.

whenever michael would undress, sucre would watch then look away quick enough so michael couldn't see him, but one day sucre didn't look away… he locked eyes on michael. sucre's shyness made him cower away again, but ever since michael knew what sucre was up to and that's exactly what sucre feared. sucre didn't want to come off as creepy or anything, but he just couldn't help it. michael's blue eyes were a dream to look into. his body, not overly muscular but just right to sucre, was tempting.

"gotcha!" michael exclaimed, laughing after seeing sucre try to catch another sneak peek.

sucre blushes then turns away, embarrassed and shy.

"hey, it's ok, i know that i'm hard not to look at, come here…" michael said, reassuring sucre.

sucre joins michael to sit on the bottom bunk bed in their cell. "y'mean it don't creep you out, papi?" sucre asked michael, unsure.

"noooo, we both haven't had sex for a while, you're gonna get hot sometime." michael answered sucre, smiling at him and his shyness which michael found cute.

"how about we sneak off somewhere tonight, papi? being stuck in this cell is driving me crazy. ¡coño!" sucre asked michael, eager for him, but still speaking in a smooth fashion to turn michael on.

"we'll have to be very careful, sucre, the guards will be on the lookout for the night." michael warned sucre.

"i know how to get us around them, they take doughnut breaks too like the cops, they won't catch us." sucre reassured michael.

sucre gets up and back to his bunk on the top to get ready for tonight. this is prison so he can't get dressed up at all, it's either tank top, a light blue top, and jeans or khakis the prison gave him and michael or nothing at all and they were not about to go out there like that. sucre made do with whatever clothes he already had there while michael did the exact same.

"i hate this, they give us these boring clothes, i used to dress up nice for dates but prison's just fucking that up too…" sucre exclaimed.

"i don't mind, clothes aren't everything, sucre." michael replied to sucre.

"how are you so used to this, michael? i've been here for a while, but i still hate it. i still like dressing up more. what the fuck?" sucre told michael.

michael chuckles, teasing sucre. "oh sucre, you poor thing, you…"

after the pair were finished getting their change of clothes together for the night, sucre came back down to michael's bunk and the two spent more time together. sucre peacefully in michael's arms with michael enjoying every bit of this moment with sucre.

"we haven't done anything like this for a while…" michael said, petting sucre's head.

"what? we always cuddle like this." sucre replied.

"not this, i mean sex with anyone. didn't you still miss maricruz?" michael asked sucre.

"i used to, but then i met you, the fish of the prison way back. she doesn't even come into my mind anymore, what about you and sara? she was pretty." sucre replied to michael.

"sara has a husband now." michael answered sucre.

"now it's our turn…" sucre told michael.

"easy there, sucre, i love you too but not so fast." michael replied. sucre understood michael's wishes, it's just that sucre's horniness and emotions regarding their relationship would get the best of him at times.

"ok, papi." sucre told michael.

as tonight came closer and closer, sucre's anticipation grew over time. sucre couldn't wait to taste michael and michael couldn't wait to do the same as well. they still had to wait some time to avoid the guards catching them in the act.

"man, those guards are always on the lookout! when are they gonna stop?" sucre exclaimed.

one of the guards heard sucre, "what are you cons up to? what are you so anxious for?" the tall, muscular male guard asked sucre.

"nothing, sir…" sucre replied. "nothing that's any of your business…" sucre said under his breathe.

"what was that?" the same male guard asked sucre.

"nothing." sucre replied, turning back to michael and rolling his eyes because of the guard.

"you two better behave yourselves now, i'd hate to have use excessive force on both of you." the male guard told sucre and michael, before turning around then going back to the office for the evening. the guards were switching shifts again and putting in new guards for the night because some were coming back home to their families later on.

sucre and michael returned back to being cute again, but this time play fighting and not cuddling. anything to pass the time and not die from extreme boredom. "you're all mine tonight, sucre. hope your ass will be able to take it." michael said, with a devilish smirk on his face.

"hahaha not if i get you first, papi…" sucre replied. "you're gonna have to catch me if you can…" sucre continued.

michael liked when sucre would tease him like this, that put both of them in the mood. knowing what they were about to get into for the night, this kind of approach would help out a lot.

"oh, you won't get away from me that easy." michael told sucre, playfully teasing him then proceeding to chase sucre around the prison while the other prisoners were getting ready to call it a night.

the guards and some of the other prisoners saw them, "hey lovers, get back in your cell. go do it in there, not out here." one of the male guards said to michael and sucre.

"damn, y'all ruin all the fun and games around here, i don't wanna go!" sucre told the male guard.

"you got until three to get back in there with scofield, sucre. one… two… th" the male guard told sucre.

sucre and michael ran back to their cell as fast as they could, "good boy, now you boys better start wrapping it up, we close up shop early this evening. prisoners can't be out of their cells at the night, we don't want you boys getting any bright ideas…" the male guard continued to sucre and michael.

"oh, we won't go anywhere, sir…" sucre replied.

the male guard walked away after they finished speaking, "at least not until you take your eyes off of us…" sucre whispered, what he wanted to say to the guard to michael.