The kiss wasn't expected. Pavel's answer had been pleasing enough, but it was good to see how keen the other boy was to get things started, especially since the first part of their meeting had been a little uneven. Sasha kissed back, relishing the feel of the firm chest pressing against him.
His slim fingers unfastened the button on Pavel's trousers and unzipped the fly. Sasha slipped his tongue into Pavel's mouth, his eager hand sliding beneath the fae's underwear until it found the warm, if still slightly malleable, column of flesh it was seeking out.
The half-demon's free hand curled into Pavel's shoulder, the boy's shirt caught tight in his grip as he broke the kiss."Yes, what?" Sasha quirked a brow and brushed his fingers along the length of the fae's shaft.