“Come back to my room with me?” Thrawn murmured, breaking the kiss again and ducking his head to mouth a trail down Eli’s neck instead. Eli let out a quiet gasp, his desire ratcheting even higher as sharp teeth scraped over his skin.
“It would be my… pleasure,” he managed, echoing Thrawn’s line from earlier. He felt Thrawn chuckle, nuzzling at the skin under his ear to suck one last hot, wet kiss into his neck before finally pulling away again.
Fortunately, the Pyrondi motel was literally around the corner from the bar; and less than five minutes later, Eli was up against the door to the biker’s room with his legs wrapped tightly around Thrawn’s hips and Thrawn’s mouth on his again, while Thrawn blindly dug out his keycard one-handed to actually get them into the room and out of the hallway.
It occurred to him, distantly, that he really would have to thank Karyn for dragging him out tonight— and then Thrawn got the door open and Eli stopped thinking about anything besides getting Thrawn inside him as fast as humanly possible.
Finished art for chapter 2 of Black Leather Jacket by @chaos-monkeyy
