he hears a low laugh and an accented voice on the other side of the thin wall. โhope you enjoyed the show, barrett.โ
fuck. how is troy going to show his face on the plane tomorrow?
and before he knows it heโs spilling over his fist, grabbing onto the headboard with his other hand, a strangled moan ripped from his throat. and as he sits in his bed, chest heaving, taking in his come covered hand and stomach
they finally finish first and troy doesnโt think anything of it and closes his eyes and his fist tightens around his cock thinking and he thinks of his captain and his husband, thick and muscled, sweating and fucking hard
and itโs been half a season so far and itโs a routine at this point and troy started playing this game where he tried to last longer than they do and he never wins but one night in vancouver where troy is more keyed up and hollanov isnโt
au where everything is the same except troy doesnโt come to ottawa til after shane does and he is next to hollanov on a roadtrip furiously jerking it listening to shane whine and moan while their headboard rhythmically slams against the wall