Good Evening

He let out a soft whine at the fast pace, arms wrapping around his lover's neck as he allowed Jean to guide him, hips rolling quickly. A soft moan escaped him as Jean bit down on his lip, kissing him a little more forcefully, hands fisting in the brunet locks. But he wanted Jean to take more control.

He quickly flipped them so that Jean was on top, legs curling around the man's waist invitingly.

He moaned loudly as they were flipped and bowed his head again to kiss him, sucking on the small cut on his lover's lip.

His hands slid up the man's thighs, pushing them up to his chest and holding them in place as he thrust into his lover.

"Mmm, Gabe," he purred against his lover's lips.

He let out a louder moan, rocking his hips upwards with every thrust, twisting beneath him. Yes. This was what he wanted. The blond whined softly as his legs were pushed up to his chest, kissing his lover back needily.

"Jean... please..."

He kissed the man again, manouvering one leg up and resting it against a shoulder.

With his now free hand he traced a path down Gabe's thigh. The tips of his fingers brushed against his lover's arousal teasingly.

He pulled back to grin at him, fingers brushing over him again.

He groaned softly at the stretch, allowing Jean to throw a leg over his shoulder. A shudder racked his body with a whine as fingers brushed over him, arching up into the hand as he tried to press closer to the source of the pleasure.

"Stop teasing." he growled softly, biting down on his lip.

He grinned, hand gripping his lover's arousal, pumping him slowly.

The young man ducking his head to kiss Gabe deeply, groaning into his mouth as his hips moved quicker.

His hands fisted in the sheets, moaning into his lover's mouth as he rolled his hips faster against his lover's hand, urging him to pick up a faster pace. He silently cursed this position. He wanted to hold Jean, but like this, he couldn't reach...

"Jean, please..."

Jean-Claude shook his head softly, continuing the slow pace.

"My pace. No matter how slow," he purred in Gabe's ear as his hips snapped against Gabe's harder than before.

"Mmm, yes, Gabe?"

He cried out at the harder thrust, hips attempting to buck against his lover's hand.

"Hurry up."

Hands gripped the sheets tightly, scrabbling at the mattress for something to hold onto.