[ Kirk closed his eyes, focusing on the rhythm of Wade's hips, the way Wade fit inside of him with each thrust. Kirk's head lolled back, gasping and moaning as they moved together. There hadn't been time to appreciate this in the elevator, and he wanted it to last even though it was a struggle not to ride Wade hard and lose himself in it again. ]
Fuck, this feels so good...
[ He bent down, kissing Wade, bouncing a little faster in his lap. ]