Arie whines at the back of his throat as he's flipped over once again. It'll not cease to be amazing to him that Damian just easily manhandles him like that. Nope. It'll be something that makes his stomach tighten into such knots of excitement...

"Hurry," he mutters as Damian starts to kiss his way down along Arie's flushed chest. A few clinks of trinkets slip away from his way and Arie arches his back to push up against Damian's mouth. "Fuck, hurry, babe, I'm ready to shoot from just thinking about you inside me."

He lets out small yelps of pleasure at the sharp bites, shivering under sucking kisses while his fingers entwine in Damian's messy hair. And all the while, he pushes up his knees, letting them fall wide apart for Damian to nestle between, his hips rocking up and down restlessly as if begging to be touched.