Cut and Run 3 - Fish and Chips

worry about being manipulated right now. Instead, he slipped his hand into the back waistband of Ty’s suit pants and dragged his fingers around to the front, where he pulled at the button.
    Ty didn’t move to help like he usually did, just ran the fingers of both hands through Zane’s hair as he waited patiently for Zane to get his clothes off. It was so odd, Zane couldn’t help but chuckle. It was obvious Ty was enjoying the teasing. It probably wasn’t a role he’d ever had much opportunity to play. When Zane paused, Ty moved closer, pressing into him again as he nipped at Zane’s ear.
    “Doesn’t seem like you need much practice. What’s gotten into you?” Zane murmured as he dragged his lips along Ty’s exposed throat. He unfastened Ty’s pants and started pushing them down over his hips.
    “Nothing, yet,” Ty answered with a slow grin. “That’s your job,” he said softly, his breath gusting across Zane’s cheek.
    Zane groaned as he moved his hands to squeeze Ty’s ass and captured Ty’s lips with his own, this kiss hungrier as Zane shifted to grind himself against Ty’s thigh. It was a good thing Ty wasn’t this agreeable more often, he thought distantly. It was blowing Zane’s mind with how sexy it was. Ty would have him eating out of his hand if he behaved like this more often.
    He’d probably be better off not mentioning that.
    “Come on, beautiful,” Ty coaxed as he began to gently pull at him with the hand he had tangled in Zane’s hair. He steered him toward the bedroom door, kissing at him with those same soft, enticing kisses as he did so.
    Zane lifted his brows in silent comment, but he wasn’t about to speak and ruin the moment. He wasn’t willing to release Ty for one second as he let himself be drawn along. But he did stop them long enough to push Ty against the doorjamb and suck and nip along Ty’s shoulder. Ty raised his chin and closed his eyes, moaning wantonly again as he let his fingertips slide down Zane’s neck.
    “Fuck,” Zane groaned as he arched into Ty’s body and got them moving again into the bedroom. He wasn’t having any luck remembering if they’d done anything resembling foreplay before now. They each knew what the other wanted, and that was the release. But this new side of Ty was hot and seriously, almost painfully, arousing.
    Ty let his hands slide across the fronts of Zane’s shoulders, pushing Zane’s shirt back and down off his shoulders, and he wrapped his arms around Zane and kissed at his neck, his jaw, and his ear, all slow, sensual touches of his lips to Zane’s skin as he caressed him. He pulled the shirt down and off Zane’s arms as he pressed their bare skin together and nipped at Zane’s ear again.
    Zane shivered, let out a harsh breath, and shook his shirt loose before gripping Ty’s hips inside the open pants and dragging him the last few feet to the foot of the bed. His head fell back to allow Ty more access to his neck as he spread his stance and gathered Ty right up against him.
    “Zane,” Ty murmured breathlessly as he pulled away just enough to push his own briefs down and tug at Zane’s pants. Fumbling as he reached between them to unfasten his belt and pants, Zane cursed under his breath as he finally got the button undone and the zipper down so Ty’s hands could snake inside to touch him. Zane was erect in his underwear, the soft cotton boxer-briefs doing nothing to rein him in. Ty’s hands began sliding against his skin, trying to push the pants down and pull Zane closer at the same time. His lips just barely brushed Zane’s, tempting him, enticing him to dive down for the contact. Zane’s tongue slid along Ty’s lower lip as he chased those full, wet lips, and he nipped at Ty’s tongue when Ty’s hand closed over his erection.
    “Fuck,” Zane hissed. “You’re driving me insane.”
    Ty smiled against his cheek. “You’re the one in the driver’s seat. Do something about it,” he invited in a silky voice as he let his lips move against Zane’s as he spoke.
    Zane pulled back with a gasp and shoved Ty down to the bed. Holding onto his aching cock, Zane pushed his pants down with his other hand and kicked them aside, staring down at his lover. He craved him; it was crazy how turned on Zane was.
    Ty turned his head slightly to look up at him, and he smiled again, clearly pleased with himself. He kicked off his briefs and pushed himself back into the middle of the bed, laying himself out invitingly.