They had only known each other for a week but Eric was attached, attached enough to consider these things, even when Gabe's fingers were buried within him. Still, as Gabe continued to thrust, coherent thought started to go out the window, Eric's moans growing louder and more insistent. But he didn't want to end like this. He wanted to teach Gabe more, wanted every point of connection possible.
"You." Eric mumbled, reaching down to guide Gabe back up, as much as he was enjoying the trajectory of those kisses. "Want you, inside me." He elaborated in a huff as Gabe pressed against that bundle of nerves within him. "You want?" He asked, trailing a hand down Gabe's side to slip it between his legs, stroking over him with an oiled, slicked hand.