Five Acts
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Kevin’s eyes open and he looks down, between his legs. “Get up here,” he says, his voice more gravelly that Robert ever remembers hearing it.
As Scotty stands up, Robert instinctively takes a step back, hiding behind the door. He should leave. He should grab the file and get out of there, but as Scotty straddles Kevin’s lap and they begin to kiss, deep, open mouthed kisses, he finds that he can’t move. Their bodies press together and their hands grasp at each other and Robert is rapt, he can’t look away. He knew that Kevin and Scotty were in love, of course he did, they were married for crying out loud, but somehow he never expected it to be like this. There’s so much passion and tenderness between them, like they can’t get enough of each other, like they need each other’s mouths, each other’s bodies, just to breath, to live, to exist. But it’s more than that. It’s the strength, the brute force that they’re capable of, and as Kevin lifts Scotty, throws him onto the desk and grinds his hips down against him, Robert feels himself go half-hard.
He doesn’t understand that response and he doesn’t try to rationalise it because it’s not something he even wants to think about. Sex is sex and he realises he can smell it from where he is, pheromones and musk that make sweat prickle up on his skin. Scotty moans, arches up off the desk, and this is the time that Robert definitely needs to leave. Watching his brother-in-law fuck his husband on a desk that Robert will have to sit across from is about the worst idea he can possibly think of. His brain knows this, but he doesn’t think his brain’s in control anymore. He’s not sure it ever was.
He watches through the gap in the door as Kevin and Scotty begin to undress one another between kisses and touches, not getting naked, just naked enough to do what they’re going to do. And Robert is curious. He can’t help it, he’s curious. He wants to know what they do. Not that he’s so naive that he doesn’t know the basics of it. But it’s more than. He wants to know how they can make it work, walk that line between affectionate and robust and come up with what Robert sees in front of him because he can’t quite reconcile it in his brain. There’s a beauty in the rough dance, and Robert wonders where that thought came from.
He feels his cheeks heat as he realises what they’re doing, realises why Scotty is lifting his hips like that and why Kevin has a hand between them. Kevin moves quickly, not seeming to take much care, not seeming to have much patience, but Robert feels like the real tell is in Scotty’s reactions, the way his whole body arches, the soft moans that escape him. This is so much more tender than it looks at first glance.
Kevin moves his hand away and braces himself on the table and Robert feels like there’s distance between them for the first time. He wonders how that fact can disappoint him. He wonders at his reasons for standing here at all anymore. But then Kevin leans down, kissing Scotty, taking a moment to just share this with him, before he’s adjusting himself and, Robert assumes, pushing inside. There’s moans from both of them and Robert finds himself almost joining in. His dick is hard now, straining at the fabric of his pants, and his mouth is dry, his skin damp with sweat. He feels too hot all over. He’s not watching this to get off though, despite his body’s reaction. It’s just fascination. He knows this isn’t for him, but he can’t look away.
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As Robert watches them come, he sees them clasp at each other, sees a closeness between them as Kevin raises his flushed face to look Scotty in the eye. They’re both gasping, both exhausted, as it crashes down around them and a silence seems to fill the room that’s far too quiet. Robert’s dick throbs as his heart beats and he’s sure they must be able to hear it as it hammers away in his chest. He’s never felt anything quite like this before.
“Tell Robert you’re never working this late again,” Scotty says as Kevin begins to straighten himself up.
“What? No more desk sex?” Kevin teases, a smile on his face.
Scotty shifts, looking uncomfortable. “I think I might be getting old.”
“Don’t you dare get old me,” Kevin tells him, leaning down and kissing him on the mouth, the neck, before taking a nipple into his mouth.
“Refractory period,” Scotty moans.
Kevin kisses across his stomach before standing up and tossing Scotty’s pants at him. “You’re right. You are getting old.”
“Shut up,” Scotty mutters, sitting up with a pout, and Kevin moves over to him, kissing it away before pulling him into a hug.
“Ready to go home?”
Scotty nods, twining his fingers with Kevin’s and kissing the back of his hand before releasing him and trying to untangle his pants.
Robert steps backwards, his legs shaking slightly as he struggles to stay silent. He’s already intruded far too much and he needs to leave without them ever knowing he was here, for all of their sakes. He only turns around when he’s sure he won’t be spotted, leaving as quickly and quietly and as he can possibly manage. He’s halfway home before he realises he never did pick up that file.
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