Peter liked to think that generally he was a pretty patient sort of man, he could take his time when he wanted, he could draw out moments but the way Bobby moaned, the way he clung to him and gasped out - was enough to push him past that initial first desire to take his time. "I don't know about magic, but it's something pretty amazing if you ask me."
He was right back again the second he pulled back as much as he wanted to, driving himself forward again and working himself up into an even sort of pace. Not hard or even all that rushed, but certainly not the slow and drawn out process it had been to bury himself within Bobby full the first time.
Bobby was so tight around him, and so eager, everything about him enticed Peter to want more of him, whether that was just the heat of his mouth or the way his body seemed to cling to him not just where Bobby gripped at him with his arms and legs, but also inside, where he gripped Peter so tightly.
"Tell me how it feels," He breathed against Bobby's mouth, a hand at Bobby's hip, fingers curled and pressed into his skin as he held on to him.