[Silco was used to being the reserved one, the calm presence in the room that carried that undercurrent of danger. He was not one to be easily seduced or feeling as if he had lost control of the situation; if anything, he did everything his power to prevent a loss of control. Yet, in a single enthusiastic moment of demanding, he found his control snatched away where their mouths connected.
If his hands were already full of carrying Richard, he probably would have cupped the younger man's face. Instead, he found himself kissed with the enthusiasm and wanton nature of someone that wanted to feel and taste him. Richard had control though, and it was Silco's turn to follow the actions of the other, his lips responding with similar pressure and then parting to allow teeth and tongue against his own lips and mouth. Honestly, it took him a moment to remember how to breathe.
When it ended, he had a look of someone who had stared too long into a sudden bright light. He blinked his blue eye and managed to focus on Richard, thankful they were now laying down. Yet, his focus sharpened at the nervous flicker on Richard's face, and he leaned down to rest their foreheads together again as his hand remained where it was.] Don't. Not with me, Richard. [The words were barely a whisper, and he made a point of reinforcing his attraction with a rock of his hips to make his hard cock very apparent.
His thumb rubbed back and forth over the nipple until he felt Richard's hand on his own, and he allowed the younger man to guide his touch to where it would be best received. He returned to massaging and rolling the flesh under his hand, careful not to squeeze too hard, and he rolled his hips against Richard's at the same pace to imitate sex. Of course, he was on the process of digging his knees into the mattress for more stability, shifting his weight in the circle of Richard's legs as he dropped his hips so he could better position himself and allow his cock to dip to slide between the folds of Richard's delightful secret, and a shudder ran down his body at the thought of them sharing such vulnerability together.
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If his hands were already full of carrying Richard, he probably would have cupped the younger man's face. Instead, he found himself kissed with the enthusiasm and wanton nature of someone that wanted to feel and taste him. Richard had control though, and it was Silco's turn to follow the actions of the other, his lips responding with similar pressure and then parting to allow teeth and tongue against his own lips and mouth. Honestly, it took him a moment to remember how to breathe.
When it ended, he had a look of someone who had stared too long into a sudden bright light. He blinked his blue eye and managed to focus on Richard, thankful they were now laying down. Yet, his focus sharpened at the nervous flicker on Richard's face, and he leaned down to rest their foreheads together again as his hand remained where it was.] Don't. Not with me, Richard. [The words were barely a whisper, and he made a point of reinforcing his attraction with a rock of his hips to make his hard cock very apparent.
His thumb rubbed back and forth over the nipple until he felt Richard's hand on his own, and he allowed the younger man to guide his touch to where it would be best received. He returned to massaging and rolling the flesh under his hand, careful not to squeeze too hard, and he rolled his hips against Richard's at the same pace to imitate sex. Of course, he was on the process of digging his knees into the mattress for more stability, shifting his weight in the circle of Richard's legs as he dropped his hips so he could better position himself and allow his cock to dip to slide between the folds of Richard's delightful secret, and a shudder ran down his body at the thought of them sharing such vulnerability together.