There was something about the single-minded pursuit of pleasure that always thrilled Ferrol, especially the way most men simply went after solely what they wanted and needed. Less thinking, more feeling. And he loved it.
Ferrol kissed and nipped at Brian's neck, in between the sounds he couldn't really help letting out because it was patently obvious that this man knew precisely what he was doing to Ferrol.
Ferrol brought his hands around and worked at the fastenings of Brian's trousers, though he stopped for a moment to squeeze the other man's erection through the trousers, perhaps being a bit of a tease.
Though he gasped and moaned as Brian's clever hands stroked that sensitive skin, leaning hard into the wall for support as his legs parted just a little more.