"Down the hall on the left." Madison said, licking his lips as he shut the door behind them hard. He'd need to make sure Hunter was scrubbed up properly before he let the man roll around on his crisp, white sheets, but he was sure the man would clean up well.
He followed Hunter into the bathroom, wanting to see what the man would look like with his clothes off - if the oil and grime would go all the way or if under his dirty old thing he had clean, washed, kissable skin. Madison was sure that the scent of soap and nothing else would be one he could grow to love on Hunter. His scent already was intoxicating to Madison, and one of the reasons he invited him into his car in the first place.