Arie is a lot more opportunistic than Damian, the fat tube of lube is new, so are the condoms. He shopped before he came here. Because he had hoped... And if Damian would happen to have someone else, Arie was pretty sure he'd want someone to fuck his brains out so he wouldn't have to think about it.

He reclines back as he watches Damian rush off to pick up the lube and condoms, admiring him as he rushes back to the bed with a lazy smile.

"Fuck, you're so gorgeous," he murmurs as Damian returns, his hands already reaching for the man to clutch at his back, at his hair, their mouths colliding with heat.

When the kiss breaks, he shakes his head, though, nipping at Damian's mouth. "There's never been anyone," he admits. Sure he's fucked people. But never the same person twice. Never been interested. There's really only one person he's ever taken to his bed several times.