19Dmitri was kissing him, his lips parted, his tongue hot and eager. When their bodies were close, and they meshed like that, something came over him that he never could control. There was so much sensation in such simple movements.
“Oh . . . Dmitri . . . I want you so much right now . . .”
“Show me, love.”
He clawed at his pants and then fell to the floor. He let out a loose moan as he was freed from their constraint.
“What do you want?”
“Touch me.”
“Just like this?”
“Just . . . like . . . that . . .”
He started kissing Alexei again pulling him close.
Alexei thrust into his hand, anxiously.
Dmitri slid a finger down his spine. Alexei gave a lusty groan as the fingers began scratching at his entrance but refused to penetrate.
“You want this . . .” Dmitri poked the tip of his fin
