"God, I missed you," Justin moaned as Brian broke the kiss. Impatient fingers fumbled with snaps and buttons as they hurried to press bare skin together again. They’d only been apart a few days while Brian was away on business, but it was the longest separation they’d had to endure since they got back together.

The older man gazed down at his lover, bathed in the familiar blue glow, and his need overwhelmed him. He knew it would be like this. He couldn’t control himself and he made no effort to even try. Later he would make it up to the other man, slow and sweet the way it should be, but now it couldn’t be helped.

Justin cried out as he was roughly impaled, fingers scrambling for purchase as he rode out the first painful moments until he adjusted to the intrusion. The ad exec also struggled, barely able to keep from cruelly rutting into the tight pulsing heat engulfing him. He stroked the boy’s hips and buttocks, kissing his neck and shoulder until he felt him relax. Then Justin shifted suddenly, lifting his hips in a wanton invitation to continue, and the older man’s last bit of restraint dissolved.

The artist’s renewed cries were swallowed in a hungry kiss as Brian set a brutal pace. Every thrust hit its mark and soon the younger man erupted with a scream that filled the room. As his trembling lover convulsed around him, Brian slid in to the hilt and held on as his own orgasm rolled over him. Temporarily sated, he slumped over the smaller frame.

Justin snuggled against his chest, purring contently. "Missed you," he sighed.

"I think we’ve established that," Brian chuckled.

The blond wearily pulled his head up. "Fine, I love you too."

"Now that’s new," the older man smirked.

"Fuck you."

"Later," Brian replied with a kiss. Justin whimpered as he withdrew, clinging more tightly to the older man to keep them from separating. "Come on, baby," the exec coaxed trying to clean them up a bit. He was just as reluctant to move, but he didn’t think anyone else would appreciate Justin’s beauty beneath the blue-lit seascape like he did. Brian nuzzled the fair head under his chin. The first time he’d seen the aqua cavern of the reef exhibit, the only thing he could think of was how much it reminded him of their bedroom.

By the time museum security made their rounds again, the men had straightened their clothes and emerged from the closed gallery to rejoin the party.

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