Meeting in a Motel Lobby

"And if I don't?" he asked, sitting defiantly at the foot of the bed.

"Then I'll just sleep," he replied, grinning widely.

"Get off of the bed," he said, finally giving Ace a light shove.

Ace wrapped his arms around him, pulling him into a sloppy kiss.

Ulric screamed, shoving him away.

"What the hell was that?!" he snapped, wiping his mouth like he had ingested poison. "What did you do?!"

He licked his lips.

"Did it make you hard?" he asked, grinning. "Did it?"

"No!" he screamed, an obvious lie. "That's not even the point--how dare you invade my personal space!"

"Come here, then, prove you aren't hot and bothered, prove to me you could totally handle another kiss and not spring a huge boner," he insisted, making grabby motions with his hands.

"Why should I?!" he snapped incredulously. "What is wrong with you?"

"Nothing, I'm just enjoying life, taking it easy, you know," he snickered. "Why won't you kiss me again, hot stuff?"

"Because I don't want to--you're a jerk!" He shoved Ace again.

"Get off the bed before I actually get angry, I swear!"

Ace groped his chest, running his hands over him.

"Ooh, do you work out?"

"Yes, but that's none of your concern!" he growled, trying to shove him onto the floor. "Come on, get off--you owe me, you sinning cad!"

Ace wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling him close.

"Ooh, ooh, this feels niiice, mm, come on, touch me!" he cried, grinning widely. "Come onnnn!"

Growing angrier, he struggled to throw Ace off.

"Let go of me or I'll make you let go!"

"You can't, and you know it! Come on, kiss me you big homo!" he insisted, licking his lips. "You're making me hard, you might as well go through with it."

He let out a less than manly noise of disgust, using all his weight to push Ace.

"Give it up already, you horrible, disgusting person!"

Ace let go, falling back onto the bed. He stood back up, wiping his mouth.

"Come on, come on!" he said excitedly. "Kiss me, you big lug!"

"As if I'd voluntarily touch someone of your morality," he sneered. "Leave me alone so that I may sleep--it's all I ask of you."

Ace grabbed him by his shirt, shoving him onto the bed and crawling on top of him.

"That's it, I'm gonna do it, you can't stop me," he grinned widely. "Where is your God now?"

"Get off of me before I hurt you!" he snarled. "I'm warning you--it's self-defense, now!"

"Like I give a shit," he replied honestly. "This scares you, doesn't it? The idea of me being able to take advantage of you...do you like it? Do you like the idea of another man touching you, and it miraculously being 'not your fault'?"

He punched Ace in the face.

"I said get off!!"

Fairly surprised at that reaction, Ace licked his lips only to find his nose bleeding. He laughed, exhilarated.

"I'll take that as a 'no'," he replied, rolling off of the other man. He let the blood drip onto the floor, completely unabashed. "You really punched me. I am amazed you had it in you. You nearly broke it, too. Not that I haven't had a broken nose before, certainly not. But a big pussy like you? I can't believe it. Maybe I scare you that much? I'll be so happy if I do."

"Go get cleaned up," he spat. "You look horrible and it's your own fault."