Julian was barely inside the door when he was grabbed around the hips, picked up, and spun around in several circles by Emmett. He was put gently - if dizzily - back onto his feet and kissed soundly.

"Wha..." he said, but it was rather hard to talk with Emmett's tongue in his mouth. Emmett's hands were busy on his jacket, unbuttoning it and letting it drop from Julian's arms to the floor. Julian felt his tie coming off, his shirt being unbuttoned so quickly that he heard the 'ping' of some of them hitting the hardwood and bouncing away.

Emmett spun him around again, this time only halfway, and Julian found himself bent over the couch with Emmett's hands on his belt.

"Off," Emmett muttered, unfastening Julian's pants and pushing them and his boxers down.

Julian toed off his shoes and stepped one foot out of the trousers, groaning when Emmett shoved his undershirt up and scrubbed his stubbled chin across the small of Julian's back.

Julian moaned at the sound of a bottle of lube being opened and his breath hitched when Emmett's strong, hard finger pushed inside. He sucked in another breath when the first was followed by the second, stretching him wide without much time to adjust. The burn felt so good, his body stretching and taking Emmett's fingers, his hands clenched into the back cushions of the sofa.

"Now," Emmett said against Julian's skin. "Now?"

Julian pushed back in answer, canting his hips as far as he could.

Emmett shoved all the way in - one long, harsh stroke - and Julian had to bite into the cushion he was holding to keep his loud groan behind his teeth.

Emmett fucked him with short, hard strokes - strokes so violent that they pushed Julian's cock against the fabric of the couch's upholstery. The friction was almost enough to make him come without being touched.

Julian lifted his head and made broken noises when Emmett pushed all the way in, opening him up and coming hard deep inside. Emmett was still coming when he dropped a hand to Julian's cock and rubbed his palm over the head, just enough to make Julian shudder and come in his hand.

Julian arched his shoulders when he felt Emmett rub his own come into the skin of his lower back before bending his head to lick it off with long, wet strokes. The licking on his back slowed, and Julian hissed as Emmett's cock slid out. They stayed like that, Emmett draped over Julian, Julian draped over the couch, until their breathing slowed a little.

Emmett gave one last lick to Julian's back, then lifted up, pulling Julian with him, wrapping his arms tightly around Julian's waist.

Julian rolled his head back onto Emmett's shoulder and huffed out a laugh. "I take it you got the Fish & Wildlife grant?"