Zen went still, it might look like he was invested and waiting patiently but there was a demand in the air.
He looked at Lithe as if he was trying to see all the way down his throat as chest rubbed against thighs.
Back in the day Lithe would have felt uncomfortable or squirmed at being eyeballed like that but not now.
Feeling more confident, Lithe didn't stop what he was doing.
He tried to ease a fraction away from him.
Lithe never took his blue eyes from Zen's green ones.
In the still of the night, the raspy sound of the metallic zipper filled the silence between them seemingly loud and attention getting in Lithe's mind.
He slid his hands between the folds of the zipper and fitted Zen's erection to his palm.
Zen's lids closed briefly from the exquisite pleasure he felt.
They both heard a loud snore coming from one of the passengers then followed by another loud snort but they ignored it.
