"And you are usually the bottom." Bayani grinned at him, smug and teasing, pillowing his head with his hands. "I bet people think oh no, sweet little passive Sorin would never fuck someone like an animal. He wouldn't swear and leave nail marks on them, he wouldn't tie his lovers up and make them beg for more. He's just so nice." Every word from his lips was a mix of playful and taunting, mocking in a way that wasn't insulting. "I'm not going to tell them the truth, because I like to see you that way, I like to bring it out in you. This is ours." And it mattered to him. It wasn't just about the sex, because he could have sex with anyone. It was sex with Sorin, the kind that spoke to the two of them as rivals and as friends now.
Just as Bayani only cuddled with Sorin, Sorin let his dark side out with Bayani. There was freedom and connection in that. It was why he never questioned that Sorin cared for every person he slept with. No one could be with him and not feel cared for. He was satisfied when Sorin laughed and seemed to ease up on his pain a little more, watching the witch from half closed eyelids, perfectly comfortable at the moment. "We all got each other. That was a really fun birthday. Hopefully it won't take until the next birthday for it to happen again." He had fun with them. His feelings toward Sorin were different from Andrei, but that's what made them both important in different ways. Andrei was a mentor, a guiding force, someone more like him, almost kin spirits in a way.
Bayani's eyes softened. "You're my friend, Sorin. Maybe you weren't before, but you are now. I don't like you getting hurt over other people's callousness. So I'll just keep reminding you." That was about as nice as he was going to get before he'd start to feel uncomfortable. It helped that so quickly after Sorin's touch started to get more suggestive, and then his lips were on his skin. He'd been relaxed and all it took was Sorin's skilled fingers to wake his body up again. Bayani enjoyed the delicious furl of desire in him as it renewed.
And then Sorin was speaking like that, and between the words and the nipple, Bay was already groaning by the time their lips fused together. The witch could play his body like an instrument now, knowing it so intimately, and the vampire returned the kiss with his usual blend of passion and hunger. He reached out to grab Sorin by the ass and tugged him on top, his hands squeezing the perfect round flesh. Bay used his superior strength to then lift the two of them right off the bed, encouraging Sorin's legs around him to make it easier. "Getting me this hard and asking me to walk somewhere isn't very nice of you," he said, using that word again as a tease. He lifted a hand and brought it back down for a nice little slap on Sorin's ass. Not hard enough to hurt, but enough to make a sound. "You're going to have to trust me and hold on. And also hope no one is between us and there."
Each bathroom was one to every four, so he was going to cross his fingers they wouldn't run into anyone. But also, Bayani didn't care if they did. He would still stand there in his naked glory, carrying Sorin like he weighed nothing. Once Sorin held on, Bayani moved quickly, using that extra boost of vampire speed to get them into the showers and lock the door. Sorin had some promises to keep, and Bay was impatient.