Taff ignored the Welsh easily. He wasn't thinking of whatever Ioan was saying now. His thoughts were entirely focused on what he was doing. And what he was doing, was removing his trousers. He followed closely as the material hit the floor and his enemy-come-lover backed towards the bed.
He slipped his hand around Ioan's neck and pulled him into another kiss, pressing their bodies together, naked for the first time. His other hand pressed against Ioan's chest, fingers splayed, and trickled down the smooth skin slowly. He didn't seem bashful or nervous. This was supposed to happen! It just.. It just felt like it! "I want you," He breathed, pressing their foreheads together as the kiss broke, "I need you-" And it was starting to show, just how much he 'wanted' Ioan.