Ty appreciated the lift up onto the table, though at the break in the kiss he whined slightly. It was short-lived, as he gasped when Damien kissed his neck and moaned as he scked on his earlobe. Oh, the other places he could imagine those lips. "O-ohh, fuck. . . someone's figuring me out damn quick, hmm?" he asked, hands roaming his back and gently raking his nails against the skin there. They weren't there long before they made their way to his front, thumbs running over his nipples. He wasn't sure what the other wanted, what he was into, but that was part of the fun, wasn't it?