The day is hot in Aurnion, the sun beating down on workers and knights alike with no digression. Many of the workers have taken shelter inside by midday, and those who remain stay focused on their work in an effort to stay on their feet.
Within the cool shade of a darkened corner between buildings, two men hide.
"Ah—"
Flynn presses his knuckle into his mouth in an attempt to quiet himself. Fingers stroke up and down the length of his cock, and he grows bigger with every heartbeat. His hand aches to touch his partner, but in such a public place he hardly dares to. Yuri too shouldn't have done this, shouldn't be the reason why Flynn is stuck in the shady corner trying to keep quiet when every inch of him is crying out for more.
"Better keep quiet," Yuri whispers, his breath hot on Flynn's ear. "Someone will hear you otherwise…"
Flynn bites his lower lip hard, the taste of iron serving as only a slight distraction. Despite the other man's warnings, he finds keeping his voice completely silenced is impossible, and small noises escape his gritted teeth.
"No need to act as though it hurts," Yuri adds with a smirk. "You know it feels good." Flynn's response is to open his mouth and take a ragged breath to speak, but Yuri's lips are there quickly to stifle any sound. He trails kisses down Flynn's jaw onto his neck, nipping lightly at the fragile skin there. "Your knights are still out here, you know. The ordinary people may have gone inside, but your knights are of a different caliber, aren't they? Do you have the same endurance?" He pulls up and tugs at Flynn's ear, and the blond shivers at the words.
"Y-You talk too much," Flynn growls with a trembling voice, and Yuri grins. One hand is spread beneath Flynn's shirt and one is spread over the blonde's length, and Flynn can't fight back a moan as Yuri's thumb runs over the tip of his cock and back down. Yuri can feel the need radiating off of the other man, of course, and his strokes quicken with a renewed determination.
The thrill of the possibility of being caught finally reaches Flynn fully as a man walks by, his attention fully on not dropping the heavy pile of plywood he carries. He pays no attention to the pair, but if anything, it just makes Flynn harder, his heart dropping down to his stomach. Yuri, for his part, appears utterly nonplussed.
It's obscene, how quickly Yuri can make him come, even in this heat, even without doing more than touching him, even with the chance of being caught. Maybe, Flynn thinks in a daze, it's these things that cause him to come like this.
Yuri doesn't stay after the act; his expression is smug as he walks away, and Flynn wipes his face with frustrated quickness, making a mental note to return the favor for Yuri someday. After all, a knight always repays his debts.