Look at me (Mature)

"Fuck, Ravi." Arlen purred as he pulled back, looking at Ravi, the smile on his face was the mirror of pure sin and his fingers found the strings of Ravi's trousers. 

Ravi gasped as Arlen began to shimmer his clothes down with his left hand and with his right hand, he trailed a single finger down the center of Ravi's chest, pressing his palm against Ravi's wildly thumping heart. Its erratic pounding matched his, like a drum on a festival day and Arlen smiled, leaning closer to kiss his lips as he slipped the trousers off.

His fingers slid down the boxers and he swallowed the gasp from Ravi's mouth nipping at his bottom lips. The breathless panting was like music to his ears and his lips traveled down, peppering Ravi's throat with feather-light kisses, the Adam's apple bobbed and he licked it, before gently biting it.

Ravi's entire body trembled and Arlen grinned as he shimmered off the boxers, letting it poll to the ground.

'Step out of it, love."