This is Not a Horror Movie!

"So, you can be there?" Matthew asked, smiling when he listened to the reply on the other end.

"Excellent. We'll see you in a bit then." He sighed softly and looked to Aaron once he finished the phone call.

"Well, that's the last of the calls."

Aaron smiled. "Awesome," he replied and leaned forward, kissing Matthew's lips heatedly. "I think we're almost all ready here too."

Matthew hummed softly as he returned the kiss, hugging Aaron's waist absently.

"That's good. I'm eager to get going."

Aaron smiled and nodded. "Not looking forward to the plane ride, but ya," he said. "I am too."

"Plane rides aren't that bad." Matthew laughed, smiling.

"But, that's coming from me."

"Mm, they're a shitload better than boat rides," Aaron replied and shuddered. "And even better now that we have our own jet to get there with. No line ups, no cramped seats beside smelly people."

"Well, I have to sit beside you, but I can live with that." Matthew teased lightly, kissing Aaron's cheek.

"I like plane rides, myself. I don't know why."

"Oh how horrible to have to sit beside you," Aaron said sarcastically and smiled, kissing Matthew again. "I think we need to pay the Mile High Club a visit."

Matthew grinned as he returned the kiss, hugging Aaron close to him.

"Mm, if you think you can handle it." He teased lightly.

"I'm all up for it."

"Oh baby," Aaron whispered, pressing his hips against his lover's. "I can so handle it," he moaned as he nipped at Matthew's lip.

Matthew breathed out a moan and smirked as he sucked at Aaron's neck before lightly biting down, wriggling his hips slightly.

"Mm, good." He mused.

"....we are having a lot of sex today."

Aaron shuddered faintly at the bite and smirked. "Mm, well, when was the last time we had an investigation this exciting?" he whispered. "You and I both know how we get for investigations with some weight to them."

"....ghosts turn us on, apparently." Matthew muttered before he sucked at Aaron's neck.

"We're so fucked up."

"Mm, I love it," Aaron moaned and captured Matthew's lips in a heated kiss.

Matthew gasped softly and moaned, hugging Aaron's hips close to his own.

"I- it certainly seems it..."

Aaron moaned. "Mm, we shouldn't get too worked up this time. We have guests arriving soon," he said.

"You started it." Matthew groaned, nuzzling him.

"You better find a way to fucking finish it."

Aaron groaned softly. "The way I want to finish it is a way we'll end up getting interrupted," he mumbled.

"Well, now that I've got a hard on, you're going to have to fix it somehow." Matthew muttered.

"I'm not just going to walk around with it and like hell will I deal with it myself."

Aaron watched him and glanced down at his lover's jeans. "Mm, I know how to fix that," he replied, his fingers undoing the blonde's jeans and he slipped his hands into them.

Matthew's cheeks reddened and he moaned faintly, shuddering.

"Fuckin' right you better...."

Aaron smirked, teasing his partner for a few moments before he slowly went down to his knees, tugging Matthew's pants down his legs.

The blonde cried out softly and groaned, eyes flickering as he glared at Aaron.

"You're such an ass sometimes."

Aaron smirked and leaned forward, slowly, teasingly, running his tongue along the exposed length of Matthew's member. "Would you prefer I do something different?" he whispered, his breath hot against the blonde's manhood.

"...I'd rather fuck you or have you fuck me, but we don't have time for that." Matthew shuddered, lips forming a small pout.