Sen allowed a small look of amusement to pass across his face. "I think I can play the villain if it means defiling such an innocent thing." The thought left his mind as soon as Blake's shirt came off to reveal his skin. His, always his, since those encounters in the bar. Blake had to be reminded that he needed Sen and there was no way he'd let him leave his life. Blake tasted so good and intoxicating and it annoyed him to think that some girl shared all this magnificence with him. Perhaps that fueled his desire when he saw Blake again and managed to get him into his bed.
He expected the tables to switch sooner or later and was pleased as Blake pushed him backwards. It was not long before he removed the other man's shirt and grabbed his bare shoulders, pulling him closer so that there was no space between their bodies. There was no doubt that Blake could feel his arousal against him, but he only remained pressed to him for a minute before he flipped over to be on top. Sen removed his shirt, shifting his hips just enough to provide enough friction against Blake's pelvis. Growl for me, he thought and a smirk grew. How long would Blake let him stay on top?