Work Text:
Once again, they found themselves running from people they had used loaded dice with.
They were running through a wide and long road that would lead to the coast. Miguel, all of a sudden, felt Tulio grasp his hand in his and tug him off course.
He barely had the time to look around and realize they were in an alley, when Tulio pushed him against the wall with a hand on his mouth.
Miguel was too busy ogling Tulio to hear what he was saying.
His right hand was on Miguel's mouth, his left on the wall beside his head. Their chests were pressed together, Miguel wondered if Tulio could feel his heart racing. Miguel knew Tulio was taller than him, but at this distance, he was towering over him. He felt small, but didn't dislike it. Well, that's an understatement, he was enjoying it a bit too much. Tulio didn't seem to realize what his little stunt was doing to Miguel, his head still facing the entry to the alleyway.
He seemed to be satisfied with something as he turned to face Miguel, who was still looking at him.
Tulio was saying something and, despite Miguel being entranced by his mouth, he couldn't make out a single word he was saying.
He was brought back to the present as Tulio’s hand slipped from his mouth. He followed the movement with his eyes and, when they were back on Tulio's face, he saw him smiling at him.
This time, he hears Tulio as he says, “Are you with me?”
He nods, then shakes his head to clear his thoughts. “Sorry, got distracted.” When he realized the implications of that, he added, “Well- I mean- It's just-” He couldn't finish the sentence as he heard Tulio laugh, his breath against his face. They were still so close.
Miguel glanced at his mouth once again. This time, as Tulio stopped laughing, he reciprocated his gaze, looking at him like a man starved.
They looked in each other's eyes, this one of the times they didn't need words to communicate, and leaned in at the same time.
As soon as their lips touched, they went feral. Tulio gripped Miguel's hair with one hand, smashing their faces together, the other went on his hip, bringing their bodies even closer. Miguel brought his arms around Tulio's neck, tugging him down so their lips could chase one another's even better. Their tongues tangled together, almost like if they were dancing.
Once their hips start to grind against one another's, they return to the present with a gasp. They look at each other, then start laughing. They bring their foreheads together and continue laughing, enjoying the moment while it lasts.