This is not the time or the place to have that conversation, Arie agrees with Damian's stuttered answers. So, he shakes his head and leans down to cover the man's mouth with his own.

His kiss is consuming, hungry, just as eager as his hips are to rut against Damian's. He breaks it only to mutter, "I want you inside me. If you want to handle opening me up, I suggest you do it. Otherwise I'll do it myself!"