In an unexpected twist, Falcon Al and Kit Belove find themselves in a cramped elevator, the tension palpable as they lock eyes. Kit, the brazen one, breaks the silence, "You're fucking hot. Let's do this." Falcon smirks, leaning in for a deep, hungry kiss. Kit's hands roam Falcon's muscular body, feeling the hard-on growing in his jeans. They grind against each other, Kit's fingers tracing Falcon's thick cock through the fabric. The elevator dings, doors opening briefly before closing again, leaving them undisturbed. Kit drops to his knees, pulling Falcon's cock out, taking it deep into his throat. Falcon groans, pushing Kit's head down, face-fucking him. Kit, eager and slutty, takes it all, gagging slightly. They switch places, Falcon fingering Kit's tight ass before sliding in his big, black cock. Kit moans, taking it rough and deep. The elevator fills with their grunts and the sound of skin slapping against skin.