Riku's skin tensed slightly under the Prince's touch before relaxing with a shiver. The Prince's hands were gentle, but rough and calloused. It was a delightful contrast that made Riku sigh shakily when the Prince pulled away from him for a moment.
"Yeah," he murmured, moving his hands to the Prince's waist and slowly inching the Prince's shirt up to touch warm, soft skin. "You too." Since words weren't doing them any good right now, Riku decided to opt for a better plan and kissed the Prince again with new urgency.