"Better be," Soren groaned, running his hands up and down Cass' sides. He continued to gently nip and bite the other man's neck and shoulders, moving slow but as hard as he could. He figured he'd work Cass up. Part of that was murmuring in his ear, whispering in a low voice every time he'd thought about Cass and left the room to jack off, every time he'd ever woken up with a hand on his cock dreaming about Cass' mouth.