Aiden
Haru was just so erotic that Aiden found it hard to take it—the lovemaking—slowly. Damn, but ever since he had started dating Haru, his body, and hence, his hormones, seemed to be behaving like a teenager, getting turned on at the mere sight of the boy.
“Ngh…” Haru groaned softly against his lips, which sounded like music to Aiden’s ears. Fuck, but he wanted to hear more of those groans, since it was an indication of how good he made Haru feel. And of course, Haru’s voice worked to boost his ego and turned him on even further.
“Haru?” he whispered softly back into the boy’s mouth. “Haru.”
“Aiden,” Haru whispered his name softly. “It feels so good.”
“I’ll make you feel even better than that,” Aiden said and then moved back.
Naturally, the man had come prepared for this sort of session. He retrieved a bottle of lubricant and a condom from his luggage.
Haru watched, quite dumbfounded. “You…you brought those?” he asked.