Fury ripped through Eric like lightning, watching Orlando and Sean. They were just casual friendly touches, Orlando jumping on and draping himself over and cuddling up to Sean, child-like. But Eric had had enough. He wanted Sean's deft, fleeting touches on his body, wanted to drape himself all over Sean like that, hungry for the touch of his skin.

Growling, he turned and headed towards the canteen to get a drink to cool down.

Later, Sean cornered him in his trailer. "You keep looking at me like that, the others will catch on."

"That wouldn't be so bad."

Sean raised his eyebrow. "No?"

"I don't want to share you with anyone."

Sean gave him a puzzled look. "You're not sharing me with anyone. I'm all yours for the moment."

Eric scowled. Moments weren't enough.

A second later his larger bulk had Sean pinned against the wall. Urgently his hands pushed aside their costumes, anger and frustration overwhelming his movements, fusing them together with lust. He claimed Sean's mouth, not kissing but taking his lips, teeth, tongue, everything, no finesse. He growled as he thrust his hips against Sean, rubbing their bodies together with unusual dominance.

There was no time for a quick fuck against the wall to make his point, so Eric just shoved their skirts out of the way, pulled aside the tight black pants, and grabbed both cocks in one hand. He stroked them off roughly, the friction and harshness of it matched by the frustration in his lips as he devoured Sean's lips, trying to take as much a he could.

Sean's fingernails dug into his shoulders and arms, maybe trying to slow him down, but Eric ignored it. Sean pulled his head back, trying to evade Eric's mouth, but hit the wall and Eric followed, giving him no quarter. Need pounded through him and he wasn't going to be denied any longer.

Stroking them both furiously, Eric tried to hold back until finally he felt the spill of Sean's come over his hand, the gasp of Sean's breath under his lips, and the struggle go out of Sean's body. Eric groaned and let himself go, fantasizing about drenching Sean with his come, marking him in some primitive way.

Gasping for breath, Eric collapsed against the wall, or rather against Sean, until Sean elbowed him off. As he moved back, Sean grabbed Eric's hand and brought it to his mouth, making Eric lick it clean. A moment later he fell to his knees and licked everything off of Sean.

Sean smiled down at him, ruffled his hair. "My greedy little whore." He walked into the bathroom, leaving the door open, and took a few minutes to get his costume back together.

Eric leaned against the door, idly licking some remaining smears from his hand. Sean really had no idea the extent of Eric's greed.

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