Carlos leaned in to kiss TK when he used just words of affirmation that he needed to hear. It wasn’t like he ever felt unsafe with TK. Because it was quite the opposite— he always felt safe with his husband. “I know, I know. Sometimes it’s nice to hear.” He said, kissing his other half as he stroked his cock. But every time the kisses were broken it felt like they were starting over. “Okay, okay, less talking” he teased. When TK went to grab the lube Carlos moaned because he had turned away. When he came back and told, but didn’t ask for the lube be put on his cock, Carlos raised an eyebrow and did as he was told. He loved when TK got demanding and therefore a little kinky. That was something he could definitely handle and he more than willing to do so.