Misha let out his own satisfaction, though it was quickly followed by a groan. Their bodies pressed together felt wonderful, but highlighted his growing need to consume the other. One hand went down as he was thrust against his soon-to-be lover, catching the well toned and smooth thigh to secure them together. The thrusts sent waves of ecstasy through him, and as Reid tilted his head back he leant in and kissed his throat, leaning over and grasping at the side table for a moment before pulling out a bottle of lube, pausing and then leaning back, looking down at Reid with a mischievous grin. "Sweet, I must ask, can I 'ave your permission to take you, nice and slow and or hard and passionate, according to whichever you seem to prefer?" he asked, voice husky with passion and lust.