Thomas Sanders Sides OneShots 4

Public - Roman x Logan

11:16pm

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Trigger warning: smut

AU
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"Where are we going?" Logan questioned his boyfriend who wore a devious smirk, tugging him through the building Logan worked in as the CEO. He had done a lot to get this far, and whatever Roman had planned to do better not get him in trouble. He didn't care if Roman got in trouble, though.

It was rare for Roman to come into Logan's work during his lunch break, but today it was different. He had nothing to do, and was stuck at home watching anything to pass the time. That's when he started day dreaming of Logan, and before he knew it he was horny and in desperate need of sex. Besides, they hadn't done it in awhile and he knew how much Logan loved doing it in almost-public places.

Roman paused outside of an empty room, looking down the hallway both ways before pushing Logan inside and closing the door after him. The walls separating them from the hall were glass, so Roman scooped up Logan and took him into the smaller room attached holding a few non-essential items. 

"Roman, what are you doi-hmp!" Logan let out a startled gasp as Roman pushed him against the wall - after locking the door - and started kissing him deeply, keeping his arms locked above his head he teasingly pushed his hips into Logan's. The smaller of the two gasped, moving his head to the side so he could breath and talk without Roman's lips in the way.

"Roman! Not here!" He whispered harshly, but Roman ignored him, landing his moist lips on his now exposed neck, sucking the skin roughly, just how he knew Logan liked. The man bit his lip harshly, swallowing the noises that dared to creep up and echo around the room.

One thing about the building he worked in was the walls were paper thin - and if anyone decided to enter the room next door, they would instantly hear the noises coming from the small, cramped cupboard currently occupied by two very horny men.

"Fuck" Roman whispered, leaning up to stare at Logan who already looked frisked up, drool slipping out the corner of his mouth, eyes slightly parted as he gasped for air.

"Roman-just" Logan sighed, his erection painfully pressed against his tight trousers. Shit, he hated his boyfriend. "Be quiet, please?" Logan begged quietly, making Roman smirk playfully and let go of his arms. Logan helped him tug off his tie and shirt, Roman doing the same himself while throwing the clothes onto the shelves behind them.

Roman pushed their crotches together, eliciting moans from each men. Logan shot him a glare, but he wasn't doing any better himself in keeping quiet. He ended up leaning forward to bite on Roman's shoulder as he ground their hips together for a little while longer, unable to stop gasping quietly into the side of Logan's neck.

Eventually, Roman undid Logan's belt and slowly fell down onto his knees, Logan's fingers gripping onto his hair, eyes clenched shut to help conceal the moan that almost slipped past his clamped shut lips as Roman's mouth wrapped around his cock, sliding down until his tip hit the back of his throat.

Logan stared down at Roman for a few seconds, the sight making him more aroused as he bucked his hips, face-fucking Roman slightly but not too roughly. Subconsciously, he glanced to the side, instantly silenced as he saw what was happening through the small window attached to the door.