“In the drawer,” Flynn panted. “Don’t know if they’ll fit you”
“Not for me,” Tony said, tugging at Flynn’s ear with his teeth. “For you.”
“Me?”
“Mmhmm. I’ve been wanting you inside me for months, especially now that I’m healed enough from my surgery.”
Flynn didn’t need to be told twice. He scrambled to open his bedside drawer and retrieve the mostly unused pack of condoms and half-used bottle of lube. Before he could put either of them on, he grabbed Tony by the back of the head and kissed him as passionately as he could. “I missed you too,” he said.