Re: Graveyard Date
Vaughn threw back his head and laughed at the thought of attempting to kick Mao out of his bed. Or his apartment. Either of them. He really didn't care about the fact that he couldn't resist this man.
His hand fumbled with his pocket for a moment or two to find his car keys, hitting the unlock so that his car beeped at a distance, it's lights flashing welcomingly.
"Are you going to behave on the way back? It's not a long drive," Vaughn said, turning to walk backwards, keeping his eyes on Mao and trusting his footing to not make him stack it onto his ass. "Or do you want to start the warm up as we go?" He was going to need a warm up. Just to remember how the fuck to be sexy.
Mao didn't have that problem. Mao was fucking gorgeous, even as he swayed and hummed.
Vaughn opened the passenger side door for Mao, wandering around the other side of the car. It was going to take a bit of willpower to not just put his foot down and get them how as fast as possible.
No, he had some chill.
There was still an ache between his legs, and he was sure that wasn't going to change.
"Tell me," he started, voice low so that he could concentrate on the road. "-tell me how you like it. How do you like to be touched? What positions do you like? Or do you just want us to rip each others clothes off and see how it goes?" His cock throbbed.