Ian dragged his suitcase into the hotel room, grinning as he tossed it off to the side and kicked off his shoes. He sat down heavily on the queen-sized bed, laying back against the pillows and stretching luxuriously. It felt amazing just to lie on a bed other than his own, no glowing computer screen beckoning him to edit or write or check his email. He smiled softly to himself, closing his eyes.

Only a few seconds passed before he felt a warm weight on top of him, Anthony crawling up his body and kissing him deeply. Ian melted into the kiss, tongue slipping into Anthony's mouth like he was discovering it again for the first time.

"Aren't you glad we got here a day early this time?" Anthony murmured, pulling away slightly. "We've got the whole night to ourselves."

Ian grinned, grabbing the collar of Anthony's shirt and tugging him forward for another kiss. "I'm very glad," he murmured.

Anthony reached up to flick the light switch above the bed, darkening the bedroom area. The bright city lights outside the open window cast a soft glow over the room, and Ian smiled, brushing a strand of hair away from Anthony's eyes. He looked gorgeous in the soft light.

Their lips met again, softly at first, but Ian pulled Anthony closer by the belt loops, deepening the kiss. Anthony bit softly at his lip before pulling away, mouth travelling down to Ian's neck. He sucked gently at the skin, fingers swiftly undoing the first three buttons of Ian's shirt to expose a more hidden patch of skin. He bit down on the skin directly below Ian's collarbone, and Ian let out a soft moan, head falling back against the pillows. He was hard already; God, he'd needed this vacation so badly.

As Anthony nibbled and licked at Ian's collarbone, his hands moved downward, undoing all the buttons on Ian's shirt. His mouth followed his hands, kissing down Ian's chest, following the thin trail of hair down to his naval. He quickly unbuttoned Ian's jeans, tugging them halfway down his thighs. Ian groaned softly as Anthony licked the tip of his hard cock through his boxers, and he impatiently pulled them down, letting his erection spring free. Anthony laughed softly at his eagerness, wrapping his fingers loosely around Ian's shaft and giving several gentle tugs. Ian moaned approvingly, hips rocking up into Anthony's hand. Anthony smirked, leaning forward and slowly sliding his tongue across the head of Ian's dick. Ian whimpered, fingers tangling in Anthony's hair, urging him on. Anthony was happy to oblige. He gave one last lick before taking Ian's cock into his mouth, sucking hard. Ian whimpered, thrusting up into the warm wetness of Anthony's mouth.

"Oh God, Anthony," he moaned, ecstasy coursing through his body. He couldn't remember the last time he'd enjoyed a blowjob this much.

They needed to visit L.A. more often.

-x-

Phil's hand clutched aimlessly at the doorknob as his hips bucked involuntarily into Dan's mouth.

"Oh fuck," he moaned softly. "D-Dan... we have to catch the plane..." They were all packed for the trip, and had just been getting ready to leave the flat, when Dan had pushed Phil up against the front door and dropped to his knees. Now their luggage lay forgotten a few metres away as Dan swallowed around Phil's length enthusiastically, ignoring Phil's weak protests.

Phil groaned, giving in and letting his head fall back against the door as Dan swirled his tongue and bobbed his head. Every movement was bringing him closer to the edge; he couldn't help but gasp at every little flick of Dan's tongue.

"I'm close," he moaned, tangling his fingers in Dan's hair. Dan nodded, taking him deeper, and Phil nearly shouted Dan's name as he came.

Dan made eye contact with Phil as he swallowed, tongue flicking out to lick his lips. Pleasant shivers shot up Phil's spine. He helped Dan to his feet, kissing him softly.

"I hope we don't miss the flight," he said, zipping up his jeans and grabbing his suitcase.

Dan grinned, picking up his own bags and hurrying out the door. "I'll drive fast."