Each tug to his hair and whimpering curse from Arie threatens to short circuit his brain. Clearly this means he should just keep going, because whatever he's doing is working, right? It's all Damian can do to keep at his pace, honestly, and all he really wants is to get to fingering Arie into a few screaming orgasms, regardless of getting to actually fuck the man himself the way they're both hoping he eventually will.

Damn Arie. Always driving Damian crazy with just a look, really.

He pulls back from the now slicked up cock for a moment to pant against Arie's hip, muttering to himself, "You're gonna drive me insane one of these days, I just know it."