When they broke apart Shaw’s eyes were pitch black, his breathing shallow.
Hudson felt absolutely no obligation to be cool about any of it. “We should go. Now.”
They didn’t quite make it to the door before his hand found the back of Shaw’s neck and they had to stop walking for a moment. “Elliot—” Hudson murmured against his lips.
Shaw closed his eyes and let out a low growl. “I know. Let’s go.”
They made it approximately one block before Shaw pushed Hudson into a doorway and kissed him again, unhurried this time, one hand braced against the wall beside his head.
“You did that on purpose,” Shaw said against his mouth.
“Did what?”
“Letting that guy touch you.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Shaw pulled back enough to look at Hudson’s smug face. “You’re insufferable.”
“You seemprettyinto it.”
Shaw kissed him again.
They walked the rest of the way back trading shoves and half-kisses at crosswalks, Shaw’s hands finding a new body part to explore, Hudson’s fingers twisting in Shaw’s jacket.
Inside Hudson’s apartment, the door had barely closed before he had Shaw pinned against the wall, mouth on his throat, hands working his jacket off his shoulders.
“Bedroom,” Shaw managed.
Hudson pulled him toward the bedroom. They hit the mattress already half undressed, Hudson pulling Shaw’s shirt the rest of the way off. Hudson put a hand on his chest and tried to push him down on his back.
He didn’t budge.
Hudson pushed again.
“What are you doing?” Shaw asked.
“Lie down.”
He eyed him. “Why?”
“Shaw—”
“Elliot,” he corrected.
Hudson smirked.
“Elliot,” he repeated, slower. “Lie down.”
Shaw’s expression shifted from wary to unguarded. Then he laid down.
Hudson climbed over him, knees on either side of his hips, and Shaw’s hands went immediately to his thighs, fingers digging into his skin.
Hudson leaned over and grabbed the lube from the nightstand. He sat back on Shaw's thighs and looked down at him. He felt powerful. "I want to ride you. That okay?"
Shaw blinked up at him, nodding slowly.
“Good.” Hudson settled his weight. “Tell me if you don’t like it.”
