The way Arie's voice pitches low and dirty drags over Damian's brain, making him groan and press in tight to the other man, desperate for more kisses because he just can't get enough. Apparently it doesn't matter how much time has passed, Arie's always going to have Damian wrapped around his little finger.

"Okay, you're gonna-" he smears across Arie's jaw, breaking off with a groan because he needs to steal another kiss while his hand shoots off to the side, groping around for the previously abandoned lube and condoms. "-Gonna have to stop distracting me," he finishes with a breathy laugh, briefly pausing to just press their cheeks together as he tries to gather his wits. "How the hell do you drive me crazy like this, huh?"