That was probably for the best, Peter was definitely going to be a little rusty, driven by his desire and the want that was coursing through him as they touched one another, as the heat of Bobby's mouth moved down over his neck and then his chest until he caught a nipple between his teeth, making Peter's breath hitch.
And a part of him had been ready to say that they could take this slow, that they didn't have to rush it all things considered. Bobby had just arrived and Peter was - well he was Peter.
He could have gone on just like that for a lot longer, touching Bobby, getting to know the shape of his body under his hands. But then Bobby was dropping down to his knees and Peter wasn't about to stop him or slow this down, instead he let his hands trail over him as he dropped down bit by bit, fitting into the lines of him, until Bobby was looking up at him like that telling Peter what he wanted.
"Yeah," He breathed out, fingers tangling into Bobby's hair, not pulling or tugging, just to get a hold on him. "Yeah I think that's something we should do." Bobby was an absolute vision like that, looking up at Peter and nearly naked and just yeah - this was just where he wanted to be.