Gabe unlocked and opened the door slowly. Bill had given him the key earlier. He peeked in, noticing that all that all the lights were switched off. He stepped into the dark suite and put his backpack on a table, looking around for Bill, who was asleep in the bedroom with the TV still on, curled up in the comforter and a mess of pillows. Gabe picked up the remote and turned the television off, before getting out of his shoes and crawling into the bed beside him. He switched the bedside lamp on. Bill groaned and opened his eyes, blinking to get used to the light.

"Gabe?"

"Sleepy much?" Gabe asked, putting an arm around him.

"I guess so," Bill replied, pulling Gabe down into bed with him.

"How was work?" he asked.

"Hell." Gabe sighed. Bill played with a lock of Gabe's hair absent-mindedly.

"You still have to go tomorrow?"

"Yeah, I'm sorry I can't make it to the fan party." Bill nodded, understanding.

"It's alright, there's be more," he said, leaning forward to capture Gabe's lips in a quick kiss. He made to pull back but Gabe leaned forward, not letting him go. Bill smiled and went with the flow, sliding his hands around Gabe's waist.

"I missed you at work today," Gabe muttered into the kiss, weaving his fingers into Bill's soft hair to pull him closer. Bill reached back with one hand to turn off the annoying bedside lamp and used the other to lift Gabe's shirt up slightly, feeling his warm skin underneath. Gabe gasped and jerked backwards slightly as Bill's sharp, manicured fingernails scraped his skin. Bill smirked at him, making Gabe's blood race. He was hooked.

Gabe pounced on Bill, pinning his wrists firmly to the bed as he covered every exposed inch of Bill with kisses. He lifted the hem of Bill's shirt up with his teeth and tongued the skin on his flat stomach, drawing heavy moans from Bill as he moved upwards from his hip, finally settling on the spot in between his ribs. Bill arched his back slightly, trying to get closer to Gabe's mouth. Gabe pulled back and looked up at Bill's brown eyes through his lashes. They were darker than usual.

His temporary distraction had put him at the losing end, and he found himself trapped lying down on the bed with Bill hovering above him in no time. Bill lifted one eyebrow up in a seductive gesture and brought his mouth to the side of Gabe's jaw, sliding his wet tongue down Gabe's neck slowly. He moved back up, covering the trail he had just left with his hot breath, to kiss him on the lips again. Bill forced Gabe's mouth open, not needing to use much effort, and slipped his tongue into Gabe's hungry mouth.

Both their clothes were drenched in each other's sweat. Bill let Gabe suck on his tongue and reached for the buttons on Gabe's shirt. He unbuttoned all of them with one hand in less than five seconds while not breaking the kiss. He roughly pushed the needless cloth aside so he could have full access to Gabe's upper body, running his hands over Gabe's chest, and following the path his hands took with his lips. Gabe shrugged out of his shirt, throwing it aside, so he could take off Bill's as well. It joined Gabe's on the floor. Bill pushed the pillows off the bed, pressing Gabe against the headboard as he covered Gabe's neck and chest with hickeys.

Gabe wrapped his one arm around Bill's slender waist and leaned on the mattress with the other. He watching as Bill fumbled with his belt buckle and was about to reach down and take it off it himself when Bill's cellphone rang.

"Ignore it," Bill said, breathless, taking it off and dropping it onto the floor. He moved his hands down to undo Gabe's jeans. It rang once more and Bill sighed, taking his hands away slowly so he could get it.

"Yeah?" he snapped impatiently. It was Paul.

"Bill. Meeting now, come to Tom's room. We need to discuss the fan party tomorrow."

"Must it be now?" Bill asked. Gabe looked at him questioningly, his breathing getting slower.

"Fine," he mumbled into the phone, taking it from his ear and disconnecting the call.

"I've got to go to some meeting," he explained to a confused Gabe, whose shoulders fell immediately at the news. Bill put one hand behind his neck and kissed him again.

"I'll be back later, I promise. Will you wait for me?" Gabe nodded silently, watching as Bill put his shirt back on and left the room. He retrieved his own shirt from the floor and shrugged it onto himself, not bothering to button it up again. He picked up the remote so he could watch TV to pass the time.