Luckily, Mohinder did know what he wanted and the man right there, pushing him against the glass and against the handrail, was exactly what that was. Though Matt had him by the hip, Mohinder was lithe enough to drop to a crouch, tugging at Matt's zipper as he went.

Were they doing this right here, right now? Yes, it seemed. Mohinder was undeterred. Though the clothing surrounding Matt was a little bit on the smelly side, considering he'd been wearing it for a very long time without much access to the laundry, the skin it covered was perfect. Mohinder didn't really have many expectations in this area. Men were men, and size and shape aside, they all worked the same way. He'd get to know Matt's quirks little by little but this was a good start...especially for a man that wasn't use to bedding another man and for someone who was married and, therefore, likely hadn't gotten one of these in a few years.

Mohinder wouldn't say he was an expert at oral sex, but he hardly had to be when he was so enthusiastic about it. Just hang on, Matt. Relax. Mohinder was in a very giving mood.