They were tangling together - so slowly and sweetly, muscles clenched across his body, flexing eagerly. Warming with the blood his heightened heartbeat rushed through him.

"...I try to rise to the occasion," he teased on a rough breath, palm skimming along Gavin's side, fingers hooking behind his thigh, massaging down to the back of his skin.

His lips bumped and brushed over Gavin's, as if he couldn't bear to break completely away. Just far enough to breath and speak, still close enough to taste.

"I've thought about this, a lot. About you."