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head and blinked down at him. Erik’s hands left Alexei’s
hips and disappeared behind Mike a moment before Mike’s eyes widened, his mouth
dropping open. Erik slowly moved away, then stumbled toward the bathroom with a
hand holding the condom in place.
    Alexei brushed a hand over Mike’s face, pushing
his damp hair back from his forehead. “How do you feel?”
    Mike smiled, though Alexei could see how
wobbly it was. “Great,” he said.
    Alexei slowly sat up, pushing Mike upright
with him, before dropping his feet off the table and wincing as pain shot up his
legs. Mike’s hands went to his hips, offering warmth and pressure and relief.
    Alexei grumbled. “I’m not too old to have
good sex.”
    A grin flashed on Mike’s face. “Obviously
not.”
    “I will never be too old for good sex,” he
said firmly, to clarify.
    “I should hope not,” Mike said before
kissing Alexei gently. Alexei leaned up, tracing his tongue over Mike’s lips,
intent on proving his point, but then Mike wavered on his feet.
    Alexei caught him with an arm around his
waist. “Come, let’s get you to bed.”
    “I should see Erik out,” Mike protested
immediately.
    Alexei laughed. “I’m sure he’ll understand.
You can make it up to him the next time we see him.”
    Mike was docile, more so than usual, even,
as Alexei led him to their bedroom. Alexei quickly wiped them down and tucked Mike
into bed. Mike’s eyes were already closing by the time Alexei pulled the covers
up to his shoulders. He bent to kiss Mike’s cheek.
    “I’ll be back in a moment.”
    Mike murmured into the pillow and smiled.
Alexei called for a cab and pulled on his robe before going back out to the
kitchen.
    Erik met him wearing his clothes, his
jacket, and a terribly smug smile Alexei chose to ignore.
    “Thank you,” he said earnestly.
    “I think that’s my line,” Erik said with a
chuckle.
    Alexei hugged him. “We’re playing you again
next month. Let’s make time to get together.”
    “Like this? Or—”
    “No. Not then. And maybe not again, ever,” Alexei
said honestly. “Mike and I have to talk before any plans are made in that
direction.”
    “Of course.” Erik appeared to think about
what he wanted to say for a moment. “For what it’s worth,” he began hesitantly,
“I’m glad we broke up if it means you get to be with Mike. He’s perfect for
you, isn’t he?”
    He was, Alexei thought, in far more ways than
Erik would ever see or understand. He smiled gratefully and chose to ignore
Erik’s insinuation that he had, at some point, regretted dumping Alexei’s ass
four years ago.
    Alexei’s phone chimed and he looked down at
it. “Your cab is here.”
    “Not going to drive me to my hotel?” Erik
asked, pretending to be put out.
    Alexei opened the door. “No. Mike needs
me.” And you don’t come close to outranking that. “Do you need help with
the elevator?”
    “Nah, I got it,” Erik said with a
good-natured smile and a last quick hug. “You go take care of your boy.”
    Alexei arched an eyebrow, but said nothing
about Erik’s choice of words. Erik didn’t speak Russian, though, so it had to
be a lucky guess. Alexei waited in the hall until the elevator closed before
hurrying back to the bedroom. He stripped off his robe and climbed into bed,
pulling Mike close until he lay boneless over Alexei’s chest.
    “Is Erik okay?” Mike murmured against his
throat.
    “Yes.” Alexei said as he ran his hand down
Mike’s ribs and over his hip. Mike scooted closer, curling an arm around
Alexei’s torso and hitching one leg up over his hips.
    Alexei smiled. He knew what Mike was asking
for.
    He kissed Mike gently and teased two
fingers over his swollen rim. Mike shivered, quietly humming his pleasure. Alexei
could only imagine how sore and sensitive the entire area was as he gathered
what little lube was left after his clean up.
    When Mike squirmed, as if trying to get
even closer, Alexei pressed his fingers through the tight,