Joe glanced down at him, lips twitching slightly. “I’d be all for skipping out on the trainer’s office and heading back to the hotel. I don’t think there’s anything too majorly injured. Definitely nothing you couldn’t help me with.” It was true, he missed thr younger male something awful and would give just about anything to have him back. That tired groan touched something in him and he stopped, pulling Colby closer, both hands slipping around to his back. “Sound like a good plan?” His fingers moved slowly over tan skin, bottom lip caught between his teeth. “I do miss your hands. A lot. All over my body.”
Colby’s eyes fluttered shut the moment Joe began touching him and he could feel himself getting hard in his pants the moment Joe mentioned missing his hands. “We could definitely skip out on the trainer’s office,” he responds, his voice breathy as he looks towards the older man. He can’t believe he’s about to do this, about to let his emotions cloud his judgement – something he hasn’t done since before his so-called betrayal. “Anythin’ else ya miss, big guy?” It’s not what he wanted to say, not what he planned to say but it’s what comes out, and he can’t take it back, no matter how much he wants to.