Bonedust

scooping a bite of fudge and vanilla into his mouth and damn near melting at the flavors that assaulted his tongue. “Goddess, I love ice cream.”
    It was Gabe’s turn to raise an eyebrow. “You love ice cream, but you hate snow and winter.”
    “Yup, that about covers it.” He plucked the cherry off the top and licked it clean, then held it out, the stem between his fingers. “This is the best part.” He popped it in his mouth, chewed carefully to avoid the pit and lay it and the stem down on a napkin.
    “You can have mine if you want,” Gabriel said with a teasing glint in his eyes. Urban reached for it, but Gabriel was faster—he popped it into his mouth and held it between his lips around a grin.
    “If you insist,” Urban chuckled, leaning in for a kiss. His tongue snaked around the cherry, pulling it into his mouth and he savored it for a moment before kissing him again. His mouth tasted of cold and chocolate and Urban’s tongue stroked against Gabriel’s for a moment before he released him. “Definitely delicious.”
    Gabe reached out and scooped the top off of Urban’s sundae and ate it, still grinning. He followed that bite with one of his own, the metal of the spoon clinking against crystal. “Better hurry, or I’ll eat yours too.”
    “I don’t think so,” Urban said, leaning one elbow against the table and scooping another bite. His other hand slid between them, inconspicuous under the table as his fingers found Gabriel’s thigh, gently rubbing them down the denim.
    They ate in silence, Gabriel finishing first. He pushed his bowl away even as Urban’s fingers worked beneath the table, drawing circles closer and closer to his crotch. Gabe’s dark eyes flickered with emotion—want, need, love—even as he stole another chunk of ice cream. Urban grinned and kissed the side of his neck. “You want it?” he murmured against skin, pushing his bowl towards Gabriel. “Take it…but you’ll owe me.”
    “Oh?” His voice was breathy.
    “Oh yes…” Urban’s fingers traced across the seam of his jeans, making Gabriel’s breathing hitch. He grinned, lowering his mouth to his ear, his voice sultry. “You can eat it, but you have to promise to moan as we dive beneath the sheets, as I touch you…” He squeezed Gabriel’s crotch gently, to enunciate his meaning. “And scream my name as I have you over and over again.” He kissed behind his ear, nibbling on the earlobe before pulling away. “Or maybe I’ll just have you here, on the top of this beautiful table where everyone can see.”
    Gabriel’s face was flushed a bright pink, the ice cream untouched and melting in the dish. Urban felt his hand brush his, fingertips skimming across Urban’s knuckles and he stroked him. Gabriel shuddered slightly, turning his face and trapping Urban’s lips between his. “Okay,” he murmured, their eyes locking.
    Urban stole a quick kiss. “Oh?”
    “We’d better get home then.”
    He smirked. “Aren’t you going to finish my ice cream?”
    “I think I’m in the mood for something a little warmer…”
    Urban leaned in, lips to ear once more. “Oh?” His fingers paused, hovering over the denim and Gabriel took a sharp breath in. “What exactly are you in the mood for?” He couldn’t help the thump of his heart, the heat coiling low in his gut, excitement bubbling on top of want. He remembered a time when Gabriel wouldn’t even kiss him… They’d come so far. “Tell me…” he purred.
    “You.” The word was strangled, breathless as Gabriel kissed him. “Please. You. All of you.” His hands gripped Urban’s chest, fingers twisting in the fabric of his jacket, tugging him closer for another searing kiss. “Please. Don’t make me beg in Goddess-damned public. Take me home and fuck me…”
    “I thought you’d never ask!” He threw a couple of zaels down on the table, more than enough to cover their dessert plus a hefty tip, and reached for Gabriel’s hand. Gabe clamped his fingers around Urban’s as they shouldered through the door, and Urban would forever remember the chime that rang out.

    ***

    Gabe’s back hit the door of the motel, his hands tangled in Urban’s hair and their lips crushed together, hungry, desperate. Urban broke away long enough to get the key in the lock and then the door swung open, depositing them inside. Gabriel scrambled back, tugging at Urban’s shirt even as the door sealed behind them, his cock throbbing with need. Urban peeled his