The tension between them was almost tangible, waves of need and desire that seemed to solidify as the meeting wore on. It didn’t help that they were packed in with over 7000 other Green Lanterns, and they kept drifting closer and closer to each other.
“You need to show up for these things earlier,” Kyle whispered. His hand drifted around to rest on Hal’s ass.
“Not my fault,” Hal whispered back. His fingers brushed circles on Kyle’s thigh. “The JLA had me and John busy up to the last minute.”
Finally Salaak stopped droning and they were dismissed. Hal and Kyle were the first ones to leave.
They barely made it through the door of Kyle’s apartment before their clothes started coming off. They left a trail all the way to the bedroom.
“God, I missed you,” Hal moaned as he lowered himself onto Kyle.
“Missed you, too,” Kyle whispered in Hal’s ear as he wrapped arms and legs around him.
Being apart for so long didn’t leave them any patience for foreplay, and they came together fast and hard. The tension drove them—they needed release—and when it finally came they collapsed together, sweaty and happy and sated.