"It's alright. I quite enjoyed it." He says his tone serious as I look away. He's straightforward these days. He doesn't hold back anything and says exactly how he feels. It's a new thing for me so it often surprises me.
"Are you not hungry mate? The sun is up." Deimos asks as he shields his eyes from the sun looking up at the sky. I don't reply as my eyes are busy watching the drops of sweat sliding down his neck and the bulge of his arms to his every movement while my mouth is busy salivating with the thought of tasting him. I want to lick every inch of his body. How would he react if I touched his...?
"Mate?" Deimos calls out to me.
"Y-Yes sorry. I am hungry." I say clearing my throat looking away. Should I have said thirsty? Very thirsty. We haven't touched in so long that a
