"Slowly, fuck-" Damian swears, hands tightening at Arie's hips to try to steady the man on his descent for both their sakes. It doesn't help that Arie looks like a damn vision, now, with his head thrown back and body forming a smooth, gracefully filthy line all the way down to Damian's cock. It's taking every ounce of self-control he's got in him to not just pull Arie down, but he's going to hang onto this edge by the skin of his teeth regardless because he wants to make sure there's not a single bit of pain to be found. He might be driven insane by the end of it, but he's going to try for Arie's sake, damn it all.