You can't stay the night
Six Weeks Later
Ryan stared at Horatio as he walked down the hall with Eric. He stared at Horatio's broad shoulders and muscular arms beneath his lab coat. Ryan felt a pulsating sensation around the tight ring of muscles where Horatio had once dwelled within Ryan's body. Ryan looked away and walked back to his microscope. He looked at the soil sample and tried to care about what he was doing.
Horatio paced around his home office, trying to wrap his head around everything that had happened. Nothing made sense anymore. He didn't know what to do. Marisol was out of town for the next few nights. He wouldn't be able to stay all night, but he could come over for a few hours.
Horatio grabbed his phone and dialed the familiar number.
"Mr. Wolfe," he said into the receiver, "Would you mind stopping by my house? There's something I need from you."
Horatio grabbed the front of Ryan's shirt and pulled him into his house. He slammed the door shut and pinned Ryan against the wall as he claimed his lips with his own. Ryan groaned and marveled at the feeling of Horatio's hard bulge against his forming erection.
Horatio dragged Ryan up to his bedroom and practically ripped Ryan's clothes from his body. A suddenly naked Horatio was pushing Ryan onto the bed as slick fingers worked at his tight muscles. Ryan moaned loudly as Horatio filled him in one swift thrust and hard thrusts hit his spot with pristine accuracy. Ryan cried out as his climax came too soon for his desire.
Horatio carefully pulled out of Ryan, but continued to hover over him in the bed.
"Sorry," he quietly muttered as he stood.
Ryan followed him and wrapped his arms around his body from behind. "You don't have anything to be sorry about," he whispered. "I wanted it, too. I've wanted you again for a long time, Horatio."
"Good," Horatio quietly said as he turned to face Ryan, "Because I want more of you."
"What about Marisol?" Ryan asked as Horatio guided him back onto the bed.
"She's visiting her mother for the weekend," Horatio muttered between kisses. "But you can't stay the night."
"Why not?" Ryan inquired as Horatio's hand engulfed his hard cock.
"Because Natalia would wonder," Horatio whispered.