They stepped out of the bar and into the night, starting down the street. It took Johnny a moment to realize they were headed in the opposite direction of the hotel.
"Uh, where are we going?" Johnny asked.
"I thought we'd wander around a bit." Kevin replied. "Soak up some of the atmosphere."
"Oh." Johnny had to admit he was getting a little impatient. Clearly he'd misread Kevin a bit. "What, you don't get that in San Diego?"
Kevin laughed a little at that. "Sure. It's just different here, that's all. Probably different from Los Angeles, too, right?"
"Yeah, I guess." Johnny shrugged. "Never thought about it much."
"Right, just trying to get laid." Kevin responded. "I get that."
"Well, uh, aren't you?" Johnny asked.
"Sure." Kevin acknowledged. "Doesn't mean we can't get to know each other a little first."
Johnny couldn't resist teasing him a little. "Almost makes it sound like a date."
Kevin rolled his eyes. "I forgot, men don't do that, do they?"
"Can't say I've ever really dated a guy." Johnny answered. "Not like I date girls."
Kevin regarded that with an arched eyebrow. "Interesting."
"Not really." Johnny shrugged. "They just want different things, you know? Guys wanna get down to business, girls wanna be wined and dined first."
"Plenty of reasons for that." Kevin pointed out.
"No, I know." Johnny responded. "Never been busted, but I've had a few close calls."
"As have I." Kevin nodded. "I've always managed to escape. I'm not willing to lose my job just to get laid."
"Suppose we don't have to worry about that here." Johnny commented.
"Very true." Kevin agreed. "You know, we don't have to go back to the hotel. There's plenty of other options."
"Oh yeah?" Johnny's curiosity was piqued.
"Mm-hmm." Kevin nodded. "I think you know what I'm talking about."
"Sure, yeah." Johnny answered. "Been to a few of those places."
Kevin regarded him with that already familiar expression of amusement. "I'm game if you are."
Johnny found that idea a hell of a lot more appealing than trying to go back to the hotel. If it went badly, they'd go their separate ways, no harm, no foul. "I'm game."
Kevin immediately found what he was looking for, a nondescript storefront, and they headed inside. They each paid admission and a locker fee, and the clerk gave them their keys. "Will you need a room?"
"Oh yes." Kevin spoke up before Johnny could say anything.
"Looks like they're all booked up right now, but I'll page you when one's available."
"That's fine." Kevin assured him before giving Johnny a quick wink. "I'm sure we can find other ways to occupy our time."
Johnny could feel the heat rise to his face, among other places, as they started off toward the locker room to strip down. He glanced at Kevin as the other man took off his shirt and carefully folded it before doing the same with his pants.
He was, as Johnny had thought, very solidly built, with only a slightly protruding belly, a fine smattering of hair from his chest to his groin. Johnny could hardly wait to get his hands on him and—
"Like what you see?" Kevin's voice broke into his thoughts.
"Yeah." Johnny answered casually as he took off his own clothes and shoved them into the locker before wrapping a towel around himself and locking up.
"Good." Kevin moved in a little closer, taking hold of Johnny's chin and running his thumb along his jaw before leaning in for a brief kiss. "Now then, sauna or hot tubs?"
"Kinda like the sauna." Johnny answered, following Kevin out of the locker room.
"It is a nice change of pace." Kevin agreed. "I have a hot tub at home. Nothing like coming home after a hard shift and having a cold beer in the hot tub. Even better if I have a hot man to join me."
Johnny couldn't help laughing at that as they entered the sauna. He paused for a moment to let his eyes adjust to the low light. There were a few other men in here, draped across each other or otherwise engaged and not paying a bit of attention to Johnny and Kevin. They found an empty spot on the bench and sat down, Johnny leaning against the wall and putting up one foot on the bench while letting the other one rest on the floor.
"You don't mind if I slide right in here, do you?" Kevin spoke casually as he fit himself into the space and moved in closer.
"Nope." Johnny responded, wrapping his leg around Kevin.
Kevin ran his hands up Johnny's stomach and chest before leaning in to capture Johnny's mouth, rough and slow, while Johnny threaded his fingers through Kevin's hair, meeting Kevin with equal force until they finally broke apart.
Johnny closed his eyes and tilted back his head as Kevin started pressing a line of kisses down his throat, his tongue darting out with each one until he reached the spot at the base of his throat, causing Johnny to inhale sharply.
"Ooh, you like that." Kevin murmured as he traced a finger down Johnny's chest. "Good to know."
Johnny let his hand slide down to thread through the hair at the base of Kevin's neck before continuing downward, both his hands spreading out across Kevin's back and pulling him in closer. Kevin's own hands spread out over Johnny's chest, his thumbs brushing over Johnny's nipples, causing him to let out a rough sigh.
"We're not gonna make it to a room if you keep that up." Johnny told him roughly.
"Oh, we'll make it." Kevin responded confidently, returning to kiss Johnny gently on the lips.
Johnny was less confident in his ability to hold out much longer, given the way Kevin continued to touch and kiss him. All he could do was continue to respond in kind, the sighs and murmurs from Kevin telling him he was on the right track.
This obviously wasn't going to be a usual quick one-night stand, and Johnny was less bothered by that than he normally would have been. For once he was in no hurry, though it was increasingly difficult for him to hold it together.
"Locker Nineteen, your room is ready." A crackling voice came over the loudspeaker.
"That's us." Kevin murmured, leaving one last kiss on Johnny's jaw as he pulled back and rose, tucking the towel around himself.
Johnny followed suit, stepping out of the sauna and shivering slightly as the cooler air hit his skin. He figured he'd warm up again soon enough.
They stopped long enough at the desk to be directed to their room, down another dark hallway as Kevin opened the door and found the light switch, bathing the room in a sickly sort of glow.
Almost as soon as Johnny closed the door behind him, he found himself pressed against it. Kevin had him trapped, but Johnny had no desire to escape. This felt too damn good, hands and mouths exploring everywhere they could reach, the feel of rough hair against smooth skin, hard flesh against hard flesh, strength and power and desire in equal measure.
Everything about this felt rough and dirty, and Johnny wanted more. A thought flashed through his head, an image of being pinned under this man while he drove hard into him, all but nailing him to the mattress.
He let out a rough groan at the thought, which coincided with Kevin's hand sliding downward, exploring with one finger, his other hand at the small of Johnny's back.
"You like that?" Kevin's voice was rough in Johnny's ear.
"Yeah." Johnny managed to get out as Kevin probed deeper.
"I've got half a mind to take you right here." Kevin told him.
"Bed's right there." Johnny responded.
"If you insist."
Johnny found himself turned around, with Kevin guiding him toward the bed, and he landed hard on his back. He started to roll to his stomach before Kevin stopped him with one hand. "Uh-uh. I want to watch you while I'm fucking you."
Something about that sent another shiver of anticipation through Johnny. It wasn't long before he felt Kevin's hands curve around his thighs and his tongue pressing in where his finger had been. Johnny jumped and let out a sharp gasp at the unexpected move.
He heard Kevin laugh quietly. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, yeah." Johnny managed to recover somewhat. "Keep going."
Kevin seemed to take that as his cue to explore further, and Johnny could only surrender to the sensation, spreading his legs further apart and clutching the back of Kevin's head, getting a good hold on his hair. He felt Kevin's hand over his, gently loosening Johnny's grip as he dragged his tongue along the underside of Johnny's shaft before taking it into his mouth.
"Fuck." Johnny blurted out, much to Kevin's apparent amusement.
"Soon, babe." Kevin assured him before he resumed, sliding what definitely felt like more than one finger deep inside him, the sensation at once familiar and new.
God, he wanted Kevin deep inside him now. He wasn't sure how much longer he was going to be able to hold out.
Kevin pulled his fingers out, moving so that he was hovering over Johnny. "Let's see if the previous occupants left anything behind."
Christ, he was dumb. In all the excitement, Johnny had somehow forgotten that part. He supposed they could make it work otherwise, but that was a risky proposition.
"Ah, we're in luck." Kevin shifted, pressing a kiss to Johnny's cheek as he moved so that he was between Johnny's legs. "I'm usually a little better prepared. Suppose I lost my head a little."
"That makes two of us." Johnny let out a short laugh, lifting his head a little to watch Kevin slick himself up.
"Here, have a little." Kevin took hold of Johnny and stroked him a couple of times, sending a shiver through him. "Might come in handy later."
Before Johnny could respond, Kevin shifted, and Johnny placed his legs over Kevin's shoulders. Soon Johnny could feel the head press against his hole, and he let out a long breath in anticipation.
The feeling was familiar, not exactly painful, but not entirely comfortable, either. It was just what Johnny wanted, that raw and rough sensation that he could only get from another man, and he let out a rough, almost strangled sound as Kevin pushed deep inside him.
"Not hurting you, am I?" Kevin asked.
"Nah." Johnny shook his head.
It took a moment for Kevin to find his rhythm, but once he did, he managed to find that spot deep inside Johnny, hitting it over and over again, the sensation slowly building.
"Harder." Johnny managed to get out.
"You've got it, babe." Kevin responded, picking up the pace, all but slamming into him.
God, he was so close, so damn close. He took hold of his own flesh, stroking in steady rhythm with Kevin's thrusts.
"Ah, fuck." Kevin hissed. "That's hot. So goddamn hot."
That was all it took, and Johnny unloaded, the sticky warmth mostly spilling on to his hand, his body shuddering from the sensation that overtook him. Kevin wasn't far behind, hitting him with a few more hard and fast strokes until he shot deep inside him, gripping Johnny's thighs hard until he finally relaxed, his hands sliding down as he kissed the inside of Johnny's leg before pulling out.
"Made a bit of a mess there." Kevin commented.
"Uh, yeah." Johnny answered. "Any towels handy?"
"I'll do you one better." Kevin told him, taking his hand and dragging his tongue along the palm before going in between his fingers, seeming to lap up every drop.
It was a strange sensation, but not unpleasant. It was kind of a turn-on, actually. "You're gonna get me going again if you keep that up."
Kevin moved to do the same across Johnny's stomach. "I don't object. You don't have anywhere to be, do you?"
"Well, uh, no." Johnny briefly thought back to Roy, who by now was probably asleep in front of the TV. "But, you know, someone else might want the room."
"Well, too damn bad." Kevin shifted so that he lay next to Johnny, tracing a finger down his chest. "They're going to have to wait."
At the moment, Johnny couldn't imagine going another round. At the same time, he was in no hurry to leave, basking in the afterglow. "Suppose you're right. I mean, we've only got tonight, right? Probably won't see each other again after this."
"Well, I don't know about that." Kevin answered. "It's only an hour or so from Los Angeles to San Diego. I certainly wouldn't mind seeing you again."
"Your hot tub." Johnny commented. "Right."
Kevin moved in closer, and Johnny shifted to his side to face him, soft blue eyes meeting his own brown. Soft blue eyes that reminded him of—
Christ, no. He wasn't going to think about Roy, not right now. Not when he'd been so thoroughly wrecked in the best possible way.
"Well, I do like having a hot man in the hot tub." Kevin responded casually. "And you definitely qualify. Think about it."
"I'll think about it." Johnny answered in an equally casual tone. "No promises."
Kevin acknowledged that with a nod, drawing in closer and kissing Johnny on that spot at the base of his throat. It wasn't long before they were all over each other again, a little slower this time, the initial urgency gone.
As they lay on the bed recovering, Kevin on his stomach while Johnny lay next to him, smoothing a hand up his back, he found himself actually considering the idea. Not that he was necessarily interested in a relationship, but well, he was starting to like the guy. It wouldn't hurt to get out of Los Angeles every so often, Johnny supposed.
Eventually they left the room and made their way to the showers for a quick clean-up before getting dressed and leaving the bathhouse. It was a little quieter now as they started back toward the hotel, talking quietly among themselves.
They rode the elevator back up to their rooms, no one else riding with them. Kevin reached for Johnny's hand and squeezed lightly. "I had a great time with you tonight."
"Hey, yeah." Johnny squeezed Kevin's hand in response. "I did, too."
Kevin released Johnny's hand as the elevator stopped at his floor. "So, I suppose I'll run into you at some of the panels tomorrow?"
"Yeah, I'm sure we'll see each other." Johnny answered as he found his notepad and a pen. "But, you know, just in case, maybe we should, uh, exchange numbers?"
Kevin smiled broadly at that, holding the door for a moment. "Yes, we should."
Johnny quickly wrote his down, tearing off the paper and handing it to Kevin. Kevin gestured for the notepad and pen, writing his down before handing it back. "Just so you know, if you decide not to call me, no hard feelings."
"Right, yeah." Johnny agreed. "Same for you."
That smile never left Kevin's face as he folded up the paper and stuck it in his pocket. "See you around, John."
With that, he let the door go and stepped away. The door closed, and Johnny leaned against the back of the elevator as it carried him to his floor.
He stepped off and headed back to his room, unlocking the door and turning on a light. Roy stirred on the couch and sat up, blinking. "Well, look what the cat dragged in. Have a good night?"
"Yeah, I did." Johnny answered, unable to resist teasing him. "What, are you jealous?"
"Of course not." Roy scoffed. "Just asking. See you in the morning."
With that, Roy settled back in on the couch, and Johnny turned out the light as he carefully made his way to the bedroom. God, if only he knew what Johnny had really been up to.
No, it was just as well that Roy had no clue. He couldn't possibly understand. If Roy knew, it would change everything between them, and Johnny couldn't stand the thought of that.
What had he been thinking, inviting Roy along, knowing good and damn well the room had only the one bed? No, he knew exactly what he'd been thinking, if not outright. There was a part of him that hoped to recapture some of that old feeling from when they had worked together, when they'd been so close, all those casual touches and comments that had become part and parcel of not only their working life, but their very real friendship outside of the station.
When it came right down to it, Johnny had chickened out. He couldn't do it. It was one thing to not know or care about a man's wife, but this was different. Johnny knew Joanne, was almost as close to her as he was to Roy. To betray that trust would be cruel, and Johnny was many things, but he didn't think of himself as cruel.
He paused at the doorway of the bedroom, watching as the light from the room cast a glow on his longtime friend's face. His mind drifted back to the evening spent with Kevin, how he had physically fulfilled so many desires, how he had left Johnny wanting for almost nothing more.
And yet. And yet.
This one desire would have to remain unfulfilled, Johnny decided. It wasn't worth wrecking a friendship or a marriage.
And he'd definitely give Kevin a call when he returned to Los Angeles.