When Dmitri had been told he was going to be working for Neil Hargrove, he was dubious. It certainly wasn't the most difficult posting, he'd done much more dangerous things than keeping a young man safe, but that made it difficult in its own way. Much less exciting.
And definitely much more complicated. The two had grown far closer than Dmitri ever would have expected, which is why he's only mildly surprised when he turns around and the guy takes the first opportunity to get frisky.
"And I assume you have more things in mind than just that?"
"Am I that predictable?" Of course he was. Billy had made absolutely no effort to hide his attraction for the other man. At least not when it was just the two of them. Billy's homosexuality was just another thing his dad openly hated about him and if he knew Billy was trying to get into the pants of his body guard, Dmitri would likely disappear.
Dmitri was all too aware of Billy's father's opinions, which was why he had always been extremely careful to keep his own proclivities to himself. While he could easily defend himself against whatever the man could think to throw at him, it would likely ruin any opportunities for him after that. So he settled for flirting when the patriarch was out of earshot and stealing glances of his own when he could. The attractiveness of the young man was unfair, honestly.
"It isn't," he answered dryly, lips twisting into a faint smirk.
"But you are extremely predictable, yes. And extremely persistent."
He reached for the bottle to take a swig before passing it back.
"C'mon then." Billy smirks around the butt of his cigarette as he takes a drag, stepping back to wander around the front of the couch. He knows exactly what he looks like like this; had put effort into making sure his hair was styled perfectly, given he had nothing else on and he works hard to maintain his physique.
He drags in an appreciative breath when Billy moves to put the whole of himself on display, but obligingly hauls himself upright; not like any argument would be taken seriously right now, not when he'd already agreed. It was absolutely a bad idea but not the worst one he'd ever made in his life.
"Almost too good a view to interrupt, but if you went to all that effort, after you, my friend."
Billy chuckles and leads the way out to the patio where the sound of the hot tub is bubbling away, steam rising off of it. Billy's ass isn't the only great view and it's definitely the one advantage of his old man; the compound is in a gorgeous area with a stunning view and they're high enough up that no one can see him naked.
Except for the one man he wants to.
"You could just keep looking or you could start touching."
Dmitri takes a moment to appreciate the view around them, but only a moment. There are far more interesting things to attend to right now than the scenery, after all.
So he starts undressing to put them on more even footing, discarding each piece on the floor in turn until he's standing in front of Billy in only his underwear.
"Always so impatient," he teases lightly before reaching to trace fingertips along the other's chest, taking his time.
Billy what’s Dmitri undress, taking a swig from the bottle of vodka still in his hands and finishing his smoke, stubbing it out in a nearby ashtray. Fuck he’s beautiful.
Placing the bottle down on the side of the hot tub, Billy places his hands on Dmitri’s biceps, letting him trail his fingers over his chest, lips quirked in a small smirk. “I’m not impatient. I’m just keen to take full advantage of the time we have without the old guy around.”
Dmitri huffs in something like frustrated agreement, a distaste-filled rumble that has him closing what distance remains and stealing a hungry kiss as he pulls him flush against him. It's only the work of a moment to get them both in the tub and the younger man settled in his lap, a series of nipping kisses tracing along his neck.
"So take advantage, then, lisich. Nobody's stopping you"
Billy lets Dmitri manhandle him into the hot tub, especially if it means he's gonna kiss him like that again. He settles in the Russian's lap, pressing their groins together with a breathy moan, head tipping to one side to give Dmitri all the room he wants. They have to be careful with things like hickeys in visible places but it doesn't stop Billy from wanting them.
His arms rest over Dmitri's shoulders and he leans forward to kiss him again, nipping at his lower lip and tangling his hands in the short hair.
One hand moves to rest at Billy's hip, guiding him against him. He grumbles a little at the fact his boxer briefs are soaked through, but that's a problem to deal with at a later time. For now, there's friction in his lap that pulls a rumbling sound of approval from him as he returns the kiss, tongue teasing inside to claim him as his free hand traces across his chest, finding a nipple to roll between his fingers, tease over with his thumb, in general find out what kinds of noises he can pull out of the other man.
Billy's gasp breaks the kiss and he arches his back, pushing his chest into those nimble fingers. The action has him grinding his throbbing cock against the clothed one beneath him and it feels so fucking good that he does it again, more deliberately. He settles into a rhythm, rolling his hips in a mimicry of riding the other man.
"I want you inside me. Want you to fuck me until I forget my own name."
This time it's Dmitri's turn to groan, cock hardening obligingly under the friction as Billy grinds against him, finding a pace and rhythm that quickly has him cursing the layer of fabric between them. He bucks up against the younger man, partly to relieve some of the tension building and partly yo get him dislodged enough to tug his underwear down, abandoning them in the tub since he has far more important things to worry about.
"Greedy little puppy," he chuckles, ducking his head to suck on his other nipple, closing his teeth around it gently and rolling it along his tongue as his free hand slides around to cup Billy's ass firmly, squeezing in promise before sliding a finger between his cheeks, probing at first.
"Am so." Billy smirks when he feels Dmitri's fingers slide over his hole because he knows that the other man won't be able to probe too far. Instead, he'll feel the soft smoothness of warm glass and the gentle press against it has Billy gasping softly.
"Also efficient. Got myself ready for you and everything."
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And definitely much more complicated. The two had grown far closer than Dmitri ever would have expected, which is why he's only mildly surprised when he turns around and the guy takes the first opportunity to get frisky.
"And I assume you have more things in mind than just that?"
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"Is that a no?"
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"It isn't," he answered dryly, lips twisting into a faint smirk.
"But you are extremely predictable, yes. And extremely persistent."
He reached for the bottle to take a swig before passing it back.
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"Cameras are all off. It's just you and me."
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"Almost too good a view to interrupt, but if you went to all that effort, after you, my friend."
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Except for the one man he wants to.
"You could just keep looking or you could start touching."
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So he starts undressing to put them on more even footing, discarding each piece on the floor in turn until he's standing in front of Billy in only his underwear.
"Always so impatient," he teases lightly before reaching to trace fingertips along the other's chest, taking his time.
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Placing the bottle down on the side of the hot tub, Billy places his hands on Dmitri’s biceps, letting him trail his fingers over his chest, lips quirked in a small smirk. “I’m not impatient. I’m just keen to take full advantage of the time we have without the old guy around.”
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"So take advantage, then, lisich. Nobody's stopping you"
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His arms rest over Dmitri's shoulders and he leans forward to kiss him again, nipping at his lower lip and tangling his hands in the short hair.
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"I want you inside me. Want you to fuck me until I forget my own name."
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"Greedy little puppy," he chuckles, ducking his head to suck on his other nipple, closing his teeth around it gently and rolling it along his tongue as his free hand slides around to cup Billy's ass firmly, squeezing in promise before sliding a finger between his cheeks, probing at first.
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"Also efficient. Got myself ready for you and everything."