"It ain't being all about what goes together and what's up and not. ALL MOTHERFUCKING ABOUT A SIGN OF WHAT'S BEING MINE."

He leans down hard into the kiss, hissing and groaning as his bulge worms its way into Dave. He holds still, partly to tease and torment, and partly because he wants this to last longer and he's already pretty worked up. Giving into the urge to thrust and grind wouldn't help that any, he knows.

"I'm going to fuck you. NICE AND MOTHERFUCKING SLOW. Build and build that shit all up until you can't even be looking all at the top."