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It took him by surprise as the man came up behind him, flushing their bodies together. He wouldn't mistake that voice for no one else, it being easy to pick him out in a crown. There was never a dull moment when it came to Mateo. His body shivered as those lips just barely brushed against his ear, leaning back into Mateo but were soon pressing his hips forward into his touch. "For a token, I'll let you do anything to me," Nev muttered, tipping his head back until his lips found the docs in a kiss. The lifeguard couldn't help himself as he grinds back against the doctor, "For a coin, I'll let you fuck me," he cooed, smirking.

Nothing could possibly be better in Elian’s mind than waking up here. It was a somewhat rare occurrence that he would fall asleep and wake up with Mateo still in bed with him. With both of them being staff, and both of them being doctors, they were in pretty high demand. That’s why mornings like this were so special. The sun was just barely peeking through the window when Elian turned over to face the other man, pressing a kiss to his chest, to his collarbone. “Good morning.” He said softly. He should have let Mateo sleep, but he couldn’t help himself. He wanted his attention.

Status:  Closed starter  Location:  Haus Medical Clinic ATTN: @mateoxrafael​

Lorenzo smiled at the receptionist who took him back to the exam room, snagging a medical gown sneakily as they went.  Once alone, Lorenzo took off his clothes in a sexy, striptease way, always assuming there were cameras everywhere at Haus.  Naked, except for a smile and a steel cockring that encircled his balls and shaft, he finally put the gown on and sat on the bed, waiting for the doctor to make his entrance.  ​

He’d been waiting in the medical ward for half an hour. Just waiting. Anyone could easily mistake him for a patient, someone looking for help. And maybe he was. More than once his nerves threatened to boil over into a full on panic attack, but he settled them time and time again. He had to remember why he was here, the real reason he’d been sent all this way. Elian hadn’t seen his face in what felt like an eternity but he would know it anywhere. They’d spent enough time together saving lives for those eyes and that smile to be burnt eternally into his mind. He dreamt about them sometimes, on occasion. But never did he think he’d be here, waiting… but not waiting much longer.

Mateo wasn’t looking at him at first and for a fleeting moment he considered running, hiding. Instead, he stood up from where he was leaning against a counter and stepped closer. “Hello.” He spoke softly as not to alarm the other man. And when he lifted his head, Elian’s brow furrowed. “My dear…” he said it in Spanish, approaching Mateo and touching his cheek to turn his head. He appraised the bruising on his face as if Mateo wasn’t a grown man and a doctor himself. “What have they done to you?”

Feeling an arm wrapping around his shoulder, the nurses arm automatically wrapped around Mateo’s waist, like a reflex. “Oh, sir, that’s awful kind of you, you don’t have to do that.” Oscar told his co-worker a grin resting on his lips, he hadn’t really had much of a chance to speak to or get to know the man, other than when they were working together and that was always mostly work they spoke about. The only thing Oscar knew about the other was that he was good at his job and was very attractive and he was looking forward to getting to know the man. | @mateoxrafael

Blue eyes turned towards Mateo - who had somehow sneaked up on him like a damn ninja - and all Patrick could do in response was give the man a quick chuckle at his words. "I am hardly a saint, darlin'. I don' do miracles of any sort." But he could give the gold and make people run to the end of the damn rainbow for a fat pot of fool's gold. And the biggest treasure - the one he could provide - was not something he gave easily. Nothing wrong in making others sweat a little bit for what he concealed inside his pants.

"Do ye' consider me a sinner?" There was a slight hint of challenge in his words as Patrick accepted the golden coin and reduced the distance between himself and Mateo. "Darlin'..." Without proceeding with his remark, the Southerner cupped Mateo's face as gently as he would with a lover and invaded his personal space fully as he planted a kiss on the other's lips. It started slow. Almost shy - like someone who had never kissed anyone before. But a couple of heartbeats later and Patrick was kissing Mateo harder. Almost hungrily, claiming the insides of the other man's mouth with his tongue the same way a horde of Vikings would obliterate a village from the map.

Aslan was, of course, using most of his coins for drinks. He reserved a few just in case, but he couldn't see himself spending many. Others seemed perfectly fine giving theirs to him, though. Mateo was one that he'd absolutely consider giving a token, just because he'd been so instrumental in making Aslan comfortable at the Haus. And he was drop-dead gorgeous. "Anything I like?" He asked, taking the token from him and looking at it like it might unlock some secret and tell him what to do. Tucking it away, he reached out with his other hand and cupped the back of Mateo's neck, pulling him forward into a kiss, the first he'd initiated between them. After a moment, he pulled back again, biting his bottom lip. "Just so you know, I want more than that." Producing a coin of his own, he raised an eyebrow. "How much to sneak off for a little while?"

Elian had discreetly been watching out for Mateo all day. If he could just hand him his entire bag of coins for all of his attention, he would. But he wouldn't want to deprive either of them the pleasure of the parties raging around them. Especially when they worked so hard. Still, that didn't stop him from nearly melting into the ground at the other's request. "As you wish, darling." He said softly in Spanish, taking the coin from him and putting it safely in his pocket. Then he retrieved one of his own and offered it to him. "And I'd like a kiss, to hold me over until then."