The air was charged, sizzling with the lustful tension between them. More, his mind, his body begged, but he fought the feeling back. Somehow he didn't want it to be over too quick. He wanted to relish in becoming reacquainted with Ferrol.
Brian had no intention of being hasty. In fact, when Ferrol pushed away from the wall, letting the towel finally fall, Brian stopped his eyes from immediately flickering to the newly exposed flesh. Instead, they moved a slow path down his body, merely grazing over his groin, before traveling back to his eyes.
Brian smirked slowly. "I'm sure you can. And I don't think I'll need to touch you for you to begin." Though he wanted to, gods but he wanted to touch the man. He could wait, though. He was a very patient man.