Arie arches under him, trying to meet those thrusts with a downward rocking of his hips. His breath hitches the moment Damian starts to move in earnest, arms tightening to hold him right there, right against Arie. His mouth is somewhere right next to Damian's ear and it's not going to be a mystery when he finds the right angel, the sobbing moan Arie lets out is loud enough to carry over a crowd.

"Yes, yes, yes," he cries out, legs tightening around Damian's waist to draw him in deeper, faster. "Just like that, yes... Damian!"