Carlos didn’t bother changing out of his work clothes when he got home, simply finding his place on the couch. He was welcomed by his lover settling on his lap, one thing leading to another.

Sloppy kisses, rough hands grabbing at fabric and skin..

Carlos couldn’t help but get into it, manspreading further to catch their legs and pull them down against him. He wanted to be as close as possible.

“God I love you,” He huffed out against their lips, his voice husky and breath heavy.