Good morning sunshine. xD

Mike smirked back. "You know I can't hate you."

He rolled over, switching their position, now having Mike over Brian. He kissed him, his lips attaching themselves on the flesh of his neck a little while after.

With a hand snaking down toward Brian's crotch and the other one placed on the smaller man's skinny hip, Mike took the shell of his ear between his teeth, slightly playing with the cartilage he found there.

Slowly and tentatively, his fingers wrapped around Brian's cock, his thumb over the slit. He kissed his ear. "Your turn, now."

The bassist gave an amused smile at that, interrupting the movement of his mouth against Brian's skin. "Payback's a bitch, huh?"

Grasping Brian's cock firmly, he moved his hand up and down the shaft, working a slow pace at first.

"Just what?" Mike cut him through his sentence. He was starting to enjoy the fact that the roles were now reversed and that he was the one in control, now.

Halting his stroking movement he was inflicting Brian's cock, he waited for him to answer.

"Just...?" he repeated, knowing very well Brian would hate him for doing that. But at the end, it was worth it.

Not thinking too much, Mike lowered himself until his lips stayed an inch away from Brian's hard on. He looked up to meet Brian's gaze, but quickly dragged his glare away. He wasn't used doing this, and he was getting worried the singer wouldn't quite appreciate his work.

With fingers loosely laid around Brian's shaft, Mike took in the head of his cock, hoping to win a reaction from his lover.

The bassist felt that he wasn't doing quite the right thing when he heard Brian's words. Feeling somehow distressed, he did as he was told and sucked on the head, hollowing his cheeks around it as he did so.

He settled a rythm and tried not to gag when Brian's cock hit the back of his throat.

Mike kept on his work, not really sure if this was how it was supposed to be done. Heck, was it his fault if he didn't have experience in this? He swirled his tongue around, trying to recreate the act Brian had initiated earlier, which wasn't the easiest thing to do.

Making a fast decision that should have been thought of more considerately in Mike's opinion, the man let his mouth on Brian's cock. He probably had hopes the taste wouldn't be that noticeable.

If it would have been food, Mike would have pinched his nose to keep the taste from dancing around his tongue. He tried not to look so disgusted, though his face winced slightly as some droplets innevitably fell off his lips.

When the effect seemed to have dissipated, he crawled up to Brian's face, settling for nipping at the skin of his neck for he didn't want to force the taste on the man's mouth either.

Mike nuzzled the crook of Brian's neck, while he subtelly dragged the towel under the bed, out of sight, hoping the hotel was cheap enough to provide only one per room. Once was okay, but the bassist didn't have plans on waking up tied up again.

"M'kay," he finally answered back.

Shivering from the cold, he drew the sheets over their frames and snuggled closer.

Hoping it wasn't too cheesy, he whispered "'love you" still facing his neck.