Hughes stretched, lifting his arms so Roy could easily remove the shirt. Hughes leaned back, kneeling to straddle the other man's hips. He just stayed there for a moment, his shirt dropped to the floor, and looked at Roy.

It wasn't like the other man hadn't seen him shirtless before, but it was different now. They were in bed, not as friends or drinking buddies, but as lovers. And these things didn't need to be rushed. Hell, he didn't want to rush. He wanted to explore Roy's body with his hands, to know it as intimately as he knew his own, as he knew Gracia's. He wanted to savor this.

It was well worth savoring.

"That's better," Hughes said, lips twisted into a crooked smile. He reached out and hooked a finger in the collar of Roy's shirt, and licked his lips. "Now how about you?"

It was time to get to that exploring.