Up in Arms

Trevor pushed his hands forward against Reed’s chest, untangling himself from their embrace. He shoved Reed’s hands away from him. He pushed harder at Reed, breaking free from his hold to quickly tuck his shirt back in. He hadn’t worn underwear tonight, because he hadn’t wanted to walk back out in his room to get them with Reed standing there. Now he regretted that decision as he stood exposed with the tent of his erection sticking out. Reed finally turned away from him to face Rylie.

“Well, little brother, are you going to tell me why I'm standing here looking at you instead of enjoying my balcony time with Trevor?”

“Dear God, Reed, are you corrupting my best friend?” Rylie laughed, stepping a little further out on the balcony.

Reed fixed his shirt while walking toward his brother. “I was doing my best until we were...interrupted. The sooner I get you out of here, the sooner I can get back to corrupting your friend.” Reed looked back at Trevor, but he stayed in the corner, out of view, watching the two brothers. Reed walked around Rylie, putting his hand on his shoulder. “What’s this all about? Why aren't you in there dancing with your new bride?”

“Elise will be tossing her bouquet from the balcony. The DJ announced the throwing of the bridal bouquet after this next dance. The song’s almost over, and I thought you might want to know,” Rylie said, looking over his shoulder in Trevor’s direction. “Trevor, I knew you would hate being caught out here like this. It’s the only reason I came out.” Rylie didn’t say anything more, and went back inside. Reed slowly wound through the tables, back to Trevor, but stayed a step or two away from him, running his hands through his thick blond hair.

“Are you ashamed of being with me, Trevor?”

“I'm ashamed of getting so carried away here on a public balcony. What was I thinking? Anyone could have come out here. There are children here, Reed. We’re at a hotel. We could just get a room. I wasn’t thinking. Hell, my only thoughts were about how much I liked your hands in my pants, not the total embarrassment of your entire family when they came out to see me standing with nothing on.” Fiddling with his shirt, Trevor shoved his dick to the side, trying to smooth it down in order to keep it from sticking out. It wasn’t working. He never made eye contact with Reed, but took a calming breath.

“Would you like me to get us a room tonight, after everything’s over?” Trevor finally asked.

Reed didn’t say a word but turned, picking up their jackets, waiting for Trevor to finish and join him. Trevor reached for his jacket, but Reed took his hand, dragging him forward along the balcony. Reed snaked his way through the back of the hotel to the front desk. Once Trevor realized where they were headed and what they were doing, he pulled back.

“Reed, we can’t do this now. You’ll be missed. You’re like the most popular guy here tonight. We need to get back to the reception.”

Reed ignored Trevor, talking to the clerk instead. “Hello, Sarah. What’s available in your Presidential suite series? And how long will it take to prepare?” The clerk’s name tag was the only thing visible on the front of her dark suit, but Reed said her name like he'd known her for years.

“Sir, it looks like we have one suite available. It has a poolside view, it—”

Reed cut her off while she kept looking at the screen providing Reed the details, and selling points of the room. “I’ll take it. How long to prepare?”

“We will need about thirty minutes. This hotel is full—”

Reed cut her off again, pulling his wallet from the breast pocket of his suit coat. He paid for the room, and doubled the charge, all in cash.

“We’ll need the room much sooner. I was thinking more like ten minutes,” Reed said with a wink, his sexy grin spreading across his stunningly handsome features. The front desk clerk stood there staring for a long moment. She opened her mouth to speak, but her eyes stayed glued to Reed’s face and no words came. After a minute more she closed her mouth and turned back to the keyboard, fumbling as she typed. Trevor watched the scene unfold, chuckling a little; clearly the front desk clerk was enthralled with the man standing in front of her. He knew exactly how she felt. Trevor struggled to keep coherent thought anytime Reed directed his charming smile toward him.

“Yes sir, I will...I’ll tell them...”

“Perfect! Thank you, Sarah. I’ll also need the Karma Amenities for men. Now if you will just hand me the door key, we’ll make our way up. I appreciate your consideration and personal attention in this matter, Sarah.” Reed never took his eyes from the clerk, making her a little clumsy in her movement. Sarah finally just shoved the key and the receipt in Reed’s direction. “Ten minutes, correct?”

“Yes, sir, I’ve made the notes in the system. It will be ready!”

“Perfect. Thank you again, Sarah.”

Reed didn’t wait, and gestured Trevor toward the bank of elevators. At Reed’s insistence, Trevor walked in front of him, although he didn’t know which elevator to go to. He quickly learned why Reed had him lead the way. Every wrong move Trevor made earned him a grope to his ass, or a sweep of Reed’s hand down his chest, conveniently finding the front of his uniform slacks. Finally, Trevor stopped, making Reed go in front of him, and all Reed did was chuckle as he walked past, that sexy grin still in place.

“You take all the fun out of things, Trevor West. I’m surprised you didn’t figure this out while walking through my house last night.” Reed pressed the UP button, turning back to Trevor with a sly grin.

“You did it all on purpose! I thought I’d suddenly become a bumbling, clumsy moron. I couldn’t seem to stay out of your way.” They were close to one another, face to face, laughing. Trevor stood no more than an inch shorter than Reed. Every time Reed stepped in, Trevor took a small step back, keeping some distance between them. They were still in public; this bank of elevators could be seen from the lobby. Any member of his team could see them if they left the ballroom for any reason.