“Why don’t we ever get to hunt out in the woods anymore? It’s always in the city or town.”

He wasn’t surprised to see his complaint went ignored. Lucas was so engrossed in whatever he was reading in the passenger seat that he wouldn’t have noticed anything but a car crash. Either that or he was purposely ignoring him, not rising to the bait. Either was possible, as the other hunter easily lost track of the world when he was reading, and he was known for ignoring Shaun when he was being what Lucas referred to as “difficult.”

If either of them was difficult, it was Lucas. Despite being smaller than Shaun, and generally more personable than the average hunter, the well-spoken man could be a stubborn little shit when he wanted to be. Shaun had lost track of the number of other hunters who refused to deal with Lucas after having a “discussion” with him over something or another. Shaun usually didn’t pay too much attention to whatever transpired during those arguments. He just knew to stay close, in case someone decided to escalate from words to fists. Hunters weren’t exactly known for being pacifists, and more than one had tried to show Lucas directly what they thought of his hardheadedness. It had always annoyed Lucas that Shaun interfered, but if anyone was going to lay their hands on Lucas, it was going to be Shaun.

The thought of touching him had Shaun glancing at Lucas again. A tablet, one of Lucas’ many toys, was clasped in one hand. The long fingers of his other hand were resting against his cheek as he leaned his jaw into the palm. His eyes were darting almost frantically back and forth, drinking in whatever he was reading with rapt interest. Shaun would never admit it out loud, but he loved watching Lucas read something that fascinated him. His eyes, green and dark enough that they reminded Shaun of the woodland brush that surrounded his hometown, lit up when he read. The dark, blond hair that so often appeared to need a trim, always seemed to fall into his face.

It was one of the few times, save for when he was asleep, that Lucas looked soft and approachable. There was nothing really gentle in Lucas’ appearance. From the dark eyes, to his angular face, there was always something hard about the man. There probably wasn’t an ounce of fat to soften him up; only lean muscle and sharp edges were anywhere to be seen. It was such a contrast to the normally soft way that he spoke; in an instant, that same warm voice could turn colder than a glacier.

Lucas looked up, glancing in Shaun’s direction with a distant look in his eyes. “Hmm?”

Shaun looked away hurriedly, shaking his head without answering. The last thing he needed was for his exceptionally observant partner to see something in his gaze that shouldn’t be there. Shaun knew he wasn’t the best at hiding things, so he prided himself on keeping what little he could away from Lucas’ attention. The fact that he even thought of Lucas as soft or beautiful wasn’t something he wanted to broadcast, particularly to Lucas himself.

He knew the score between the two of them, and he wasn’t going to change the nature of their partnership over a few errant thoughts. Sure, he might want more but it wasn’t worth losing what they had to try to get it. He was probably one of the only people on the planet who knew that beneath the man of sharp ice, there was a warm and fiercely loyal personality. Lucas was more than what his formal words and proper behavior let on, and Shaun wasn’t going to throw away the gift of being able to see that.

Fingers found the top of his thigh, yanking him from his thoughts and making him jerk the wheel in surprise. He first glanced down at his lap, seeing Lucas’ fingers inching their way closer to his crotch. A glance sideways showed him that besides moving that one hand, Lucas hadn’t changed his position in the slightest. He hadn’t even looked up when Shaun had jerked the truck in surprise.

There was, however, a smug smile forming at the corner of his lips as his fingers shifted closer and closer to their target. The lively mischief that so few people got to see in Lucas was coming out to play. Shaun wondered if Lucas had really wanted something sexual from him the night before. Nothing had been said and Lucas had let Shaun pass out on the bed without saying otherwise. Now, with his skilled fingers finding their way to unsnap the button of Shaun’s jeans, he realized Lucas had just been patiently waiting.

“Oh yeah?” he asked, hearing the rough edge to his voice.

“Yes,” Lucas responded with hardly a trace of real emotion in his voice. It was the same old game, the one where he sounded almost bored, even as his hand pushed its way eagerly past the band of Shaun’s underwear. It had driven Shaun crazy in the early stages of their sexual relationship. The first time they had fucked it had been almost like a fistfight, with both of them pushing against and pulling toward the other. After that, Lucas would pull this little trick, seeming disinterested, like he was just going through the motions. Yet Shaun had learned quickly to read the emotion in Lucas’ touch, and the heat in his grip that would only show in his eyes after a bit of foreplay and teasing.

“Shit,” Shaun hissed, pulled from his reminiscing as Lucas’ fingers brushed along the head of his cock. He didn’t have to wait long before Lucas gripped around the shaft and pulled him free of his pants. His cock jutted up well past the middle of his stomach, jabbing at him until he shifted his hips forward. It was becoming difficult to focus on the long stretch of empty road ahead of them as Lucas began to pump him up and down.

It hadn’t been that long since he had last gotten off, but he was still sensitive to the warm grip around him. He was always like this after a hunt. The almost erotic thrill of a life and death situation translated to an actual erotic desire. Usually, if it looked like he wouldn’t be getting some from Lucas, Shaun would either find his kicks elsewhere, or take a few moments in the bathroom with his phone. He hadn’t last night, and his almost forgotten need was filling his broad frame quickly with desire.

“You’re making a mess. Someone forgot to take care of themselves,” Lucas noted.

It was true, he was leaking and Lucas ran a finger over the slick head to make his point. Shaun didn’t even bother restraining his faint moan as the finger pad ran back and forth over the sensitive nerves. His hips rolled, trying to encourage Lucas to do more than tease him. They were driving down the road, Shaun hadn’t had his normal release, and he could feel the impishness rolling off his partner. If he didn’t get some more stimulation soon, he was going to lose his mind. It didn’t help that he knew Lucas was intentionally playing with him, edging him to try and draw a reaction out of him.

“Goddammit Lucas, please,” he said, knowing he was begging. He had no problem begging when it came to Lucas. The guy could drive him crazy with just a few touches in that frustrating yet tantalizing way of his. It was an act of submission he shared with no other human being, and it always left him feeling vulnerable. Lucas usually made it up to him by letting Shaun have his own way when the fun really got started.

“You’re the one still driving instead of pulling over.”

That was enough for Shaun and he pulled the large truck over to the side of the deserted road. He hardly noticed when the truck bounced as they hit a rough patch on the shoulder, and he threw the truck into park as soon as it came to a stop. He glanced over to see that Lucas was eyeing him now, tablet nowhere in sight as his one hand pumped Shaun teasingly. His other hand disappeared for a moment before reappearing with a bottle of lube he had apparently been keeping in the open compartment of the passenger door.

Shaun looked down and snorted, seeing Lucas was wearing only a loose pair of shorts. “You planned this.”

“Didn’t take you as long to catch on this time.”

Shaun snorted again, grabbing hold of the smartass by the wrist and yanking him over to him. Lucas’ eyes lit up with that mixture of arousal and cocky amusement he seemed to have mastered so well. He came across the seat willingly, shoving at his shorts as Shaun claimed his mouth. Then came that blissful moment of feeling Lucas’ whole body relax against his, moaning into Shaun’s mouth as he allowed himself to be manhandled.

He slipped his hand down Lucas’ lean body, finding the bare skin of his ass as Lucas kicked the shorts off his feet. Lucas’ mouth tasted of cigarettes and his morning dose of tea, his tongue pressing against Shaun’s as he shifted into position. Shaun reached down to grab the handle of the seat, sliding it back as far as it could go to give them enough room to play. Lucas grabbed the opportunity, and deposited a leg on either side of Shaun as the larger hunter slid further down in his seat better positioning himself for what was to follow.

“Almost woke you up for it,” Lucas told him, opening the bottle of lube with one hand.

“With your ass or your mouth?” Shaun asked, wishing he had pulled Lucas’ shirt off. He loved the sight of their skin touching one another. The pale skin of Lucas’ lithe body against the dark tan of his own was erotic on a level that no one could explain. He loved watching the muscles of Lucas’ body shift and roll as he took Shaun into him.

“Hadn’t decided. Thought this would be a better idea.”

As the slightly cool feel of lube slicked up his cock, Shaun could see the calm façade slipping from Lucas’ face. His eyes were readily giving away his desire, and his body was starting to quiver ever so slightly. He could play it calm and cool, but damned if Shaun couldn’t see the truth underneath the facade. Lucas wanted this as badly as he did, but he had to convince himself first to be able to show it. Each time it happened he had to let his guard down, and he did every time.

“Whatever works,” Shaun told him as he pushed his hips into Lucas’ grip.

His hands found Lucas’ hips, steadying him as he let himself begin to slip down. Lucas’ cock jutted between them, his hips shifting forward as he let gravity do the work for him. Tight heat wrapped around the head of Shaun’s cock. He had to bite his lip as Lucas worked his way down slowly, his body desperately wanting to drive upward.

“I swear you get thicker every time.”

Lucas’ voice was strained, one hand holding tight to Shaun’s shoulder, the other shoved against the door of the truck. He breathed deeply as he sank down slowly, letting his body adjust to the welcome intrusion little by little. Their sexual escapades were frequent enough that he was able to move with more speed than any casual, one-time partner Shaun had had before. Lucas was impatient, as eager to get Shaun seated deep inside him as Shaun was to be buried in the warmth he wanted so badly to feel enveloping him. It was never difficult for either of them to drive the other to the edge of desire, both eager to find their release.

They breathed together as the last inch of Shaun’s thick cock disappeared into Lucas’ ass. There was only the briefest pause before Lucas rose up a few inches and then dropped back down letting out a long, faint groan as he did so. His dark eyes met Shaun’s bright blue ones, nodding to show he was more than ready to take it up a notch. Shaun eagerly watched the quick rise and fall of Lucas’ chest as he shifted his grip. Lucas might have been the one to start it, but Shaun was making damn sure he was the one who finished it.

Shaun shoved Lucas up, half off his cock and back against the wheel. Pulling his hips back, he shoved upward, both of them grunting at the sharp thrust. It took a few tries to repeat the motion with any grace, but they were quickly getting the hang of how best to make it work for them both. Soon the sound of his hips slapping against the soft press of Lucas’s ass bounced around the overheated air inside the truck as Shaun picked up the pace.

Lucas’ fingers dug into his shoulder as the smaller hunter held himself steady. His back was arched, pressed against the steering wheel to keep himself in place. Shaun’s hands still held firmly onto Lucas’ hips, using his grip to help lift Lucas up and bring him down to meet each thrust. He slid into the familiar warmth of Lucas’ body, watching the man’s face each time he bottomed out. They both rolled their hips together, trying to work Shaun in deeper with every movement.

“God, you feel good,” Shaun told him gruffly, wishing he could bury his face in Lucas’ chest as he fucked him. He felt so good wrapped around his cock as they worked each other to orgasm. Lucas was the only exception to Shaun’s cautious nature when it came to safe sex. He wasn’t sure if Lucas might have been willing to be more daring if he hadn’t been sleeping with Shaun. As far as Shaun knew, his partner always kept it safe with others. Only with one another did they just need a bottle of lube to get them from start to finish.

Lucas shifted forward, pushing away from the wheel to lay against Shaun’s chest. The shift in position drew a passionate cry from the blond hunter. His breath was warm against Shaun’s skin and Lucas was now softly moaning against his ear. Those breathy noises sent a shiver rippling up Shaun’s spine, dancing along his nerves as he continued his thrusts, relying solely on his grip to move Lucas up and down.

“Shaun,” Lucas breathed, his voice strained as he attempted to warn him.

His only response was to shove his hands between them, wrapping his hand around Lucas’ straining cock. That was all it took, Lucas’ body went rigid against his as he let out another cry, shoving his hips down sharply onto Shaun’s cock one last time. It never took Lucas long when Shaun was inside him and he decided to jerk him off at the same time. He had already been nearing the edge as it was, and his cock jumped in Shaun’s grip. The muscles around Shaun’s cock tightened, Lucas’ cock unloading between them in long spurts.

Shaun barely managed a syllable before he thrust upward with everything he had, a low growl slipping from his throat. The grip around his cock held tight as he came, pouring his own load into his lover. He appreciated their mutual orgasm, even as his mind was wiped clean. The two of them clung to one another, holding on tightly as their respective orgasms took over their senses.

When they were spent, both of them relaxed. Lucas’ head rested gently in the crook of Shaun’s neck. It was the closest they came to any real physical intimacy that wasn’t sex. Long fingers ran lazy patterns on Shaun’s skin as they both tried to remember how to breathe. He nuzzled the side of Lucas’ head, resting his nose against the man’s temple and breathing deeply. He smelled of softly scented shampoo and honest sweat, a combination that was now so familiar to Shaun.

“In the truck, on the side of the road. Really, Lucas?” Shaun asked when he felt Lucas finally begin to shift in earnest.

“It certainly did the trick, didn’t it? I haven’t seen you get off that quickly since that time in the park.”

Shaun scoffed. “You’re the one who got off first.”

“Maybe we both have a thing for the possibility of getting found out, then.”

There was a feeling of slight discomfort as Lucas shifted up and over, back to the passenger seat. He may not have been much for post-sexual cuddling, but he never acted awkward or distant afterward. The burning desire that had been present in his green eyes might be gone now, but there was still that playful look of mischief dancing in them. Shaun thought it was a damn shame that so few people got to see this side of his partner.

“Better fix yourself up Shaun, or you might scare the nice people at the next gas station. That or end up getting fondled again.”

This time, Shaun laughed as he hiked up his pants. It was hard to be grumpy with the guy who had just got him off so easily. Especially when that same guy looked as content as Shaun felt. This little diversion had put a smile on both their faces, and that was well worth having to change their shirts before they went out in public again.