Rez had no idea why it was so important to him to push Riley to this point. Was it because he wanted to know that he was still desirable, that Riley still cared about it? Was it just because he wanted to give him a taste of what he'd lost just before reminding him that he had, in fact, lost it? He didn't really know. And he couldn't really think about it right now. All he could think about was how damn much he wanted him, and how much he'd missed him. He'd missed the way he smelled, the way he felt, the heat of his body, the way he tasted.
His pulse was racing, his dick practically throbbing, as he waited with bated breath for Riley to return. He could hear the sound of his zipper being undone and he knew what was coming, his body tensing a little in spite of himself as those fingers began to penetrate him, taking a deep breath as he tried to relax.
Exhaling in a moan, he quickly bit his lip to keep from making too much noise as Riley pushed into him. He was so hard and so thick and.. "Ungh." He wanted so badly to touch him, to kiss him, to taste his lips. And so he craned his head back, turning it as far as he could, to press a heated kiss against whatever part of him he could reach. "Fuckin' kiss me." He whispered, practically panting for it.