"I want you." He whispers against my mouth. His hands pull me onto him. I rest my weight against his, trusting I won't crush him.

Our bare cocks brush together as he thrusts his pelvis up. The noises he makes are so good, I growl, taking another searing hot kiss from him.
I lick my hand and grab our lengths tightly, stroking us together. He pushes his head back into his pillow, his golden locks sticking to his face in sweaty clumps.

"Fuck. Please, pleasepleasepleaseplease, Fuuuuck me." He shouts out, his abs clench, his hips moving. I smirk down at him, and he bites my neck as I lean over him.

"No need to rush." I whisper in his ear, teasing and testing his self control. He moans again, and I take pity on him. I sit back on my heels and grab lube from the nightstand, setting it next to me before spreading his legs and crawling between them.