Arie whimpers as he's forced down on Damian's lap. Moving up and down already had been difficult, which means that with Damian's arms around him, Arie is grounded and full of cock when he's kissed like all could end if they just happen to breathe without each other for one damn second. He moans plaintively into the kiss, feeling safe and supported in that tight embrace for the first time since leaving Keys.

Shuddering from something completely else than lust, Arie is left boneless and satisfied in that embrace, fever-eyed and full of lust, but completely content to sit still just as long as Damian wants him to, his own arms wrapping tight around Damian's shoulders as they kiss.