“Hey, eyes up here,” Kaos said playfully, making him grin.
“I like to switch.” Padraig kept his voice quiet for some reason. “Or used to. I…. What about you?”
“I haven’t topped much, but I like it. There just wasn’t chance much, before.” The darkness in Kaos’s eyes as he obviously remembered his abusive ex made Padraig’s heart ache.
“Good, can’t wait,” he said, making Kaos’s expression clear and turn heated.
“But today, I just want to touch you.”
“Yea—oomph!” And then Padraig was being kissed with vigor that left him reeling, in the best possible way.
He let Kaos take the reins, and once Kaos was on top of him, he spread his legs to get him even closer.
The little broken sound Kaos made as he shifted so that their cocks aligned was good enough that Padraig felt a throb in his balls.
“Take this off?” he asked between kisses, tugging at the silky top.
“Yeah,” Kaos breathed, and straightened his back to pull the thing over his head.