"Nngh, since you asked so nice-" He teased. Taff bit his lip as Ioan's hand closed around him. It took all he had not to throw him down that exact second. Instead, he ran his hands down Ioan's waist and around to his arse, admiring the muscle tone of his companion, and the smooth skin. Every inch of Ioan's body was turning him on. He kissed him again, deeply, his tongue sliding between his enemy's lips.
Slowly, he guided Ioan back against the mattress and climbed on top of him, kneeing his legs apart to make sure Ioan knew who was playing what role. With nipping bites along Ioan's jaw he lined himself up. He didn't need lubrication, it was just one of those times. "Are you ready?" He asked breathlessly.