âIn English? Iâll fuck your brains out.â laCHAEL THO
Michaelâs breath caught in his throat, the pulsing beat of the clubs music in time with his own heart beat. He could feel the coolness of the concrete wall on his back, and the almost searing hot warmth of Lachlan pressed up against him. This was really the only place they could go out and be together. A dark club where no one knew who they were, and didnât care that they were together. Not that Michael minded much, even though his future headache would tell him otherwise.Â
âFunny thing to say with so many people around.â Michael commented, fingers reaching up to lock behind the older maleâs neck. âBecause I know you wont act on it here.â He grinned, feeling Lachlanâs breath on his own neck. âThen lets get you someplace where I can.âÂ
Michaelâs pulse spiked, making his heart jump up into his throat, and his grip on the back of Lachlanâs neck, tighten. Lachlan reached up to take his wrists into his rough hands, staring heavily into his eyes. Michael stared back, his lips twitching up in a barely there smirk. Lachlan took his hands from behind his neck, and the next thing he knew, he was being pulled towards the bathrooms. Â