"You know how hard it is to not jack you off on this train right now?" His voice was just a breath against Frank's ear and he grinned against his skin. He was desperately aware of every place their bodies touched just then, and all he could think about were all their stolen moments.

Was that what this was? It didn't feel like it. It was weird having Maria's permission, but also kind of a thrill. Was this a one-time thing? A pity-fuck for the guy getting left behind?

He didn't know. He wasn't going to think about it now. Not when Frank was so fucking close and all but ready to go.