Arie makes a sound that's somewhere between a whimper and a broken off cry when Damian struggles up and yes, it jolts him, rutting their hips together tighter, moving Damian's cock inside him. Arie's arms fly around those sturdy shoulders and he answers that kiss with just as much fervour, moaning into Damian's mouth.

Maybe neither of them knows what impatient thing Arie is, but the musician himself is rather certain that whatever word might have been used, it would have been correct. He is a fool, he is a hungry, hungry fool and can't get enough of this.