Oh, but that wasn't even ignoring the prostitution. Back then, Rez didn't get fucked. He would suck a guy off, get sucked off, and even fuck someone else, but there hadn't been a man alive back then that could pay him enough for him to let them stick their cock in his ass. Riley had been the first and the last. And he wasn't the only one who didn't know what the fuck Rez wanted. Not even Rez knew what the fuck he wanted. But maybe eventually he'd figure it out.
A small laugh was given in response to that complaint, or compliment depending upon how you wanted to look at it, and then his eyes fluttered closed and he felt his heart seemingly skip a beat as the other man moaned his name into his ear and then came, that sudden heat filling him up. He groaned in light of how much he'd missed the way that the felt.
Trembling a little in response to those fingertips, Rez smirked a little at his words. "Then don't yet." That seemed like a simple enough solution. Though eventually they would have to move from this position. But in the interim, with shaking hands, Rez reached around to caress the other man's skin, one hand moving up to drag fingertips along the scruffy line of Riley's jaw before he dropped his hands and simply rested his head back against the other man's chest.