Mateo
"I have every faith in you," Mateo whispers, his voice framed by the mischief in his smile as his head tilts willingly to the side and he feels Vesper's touch trail along his skin like streamers of wildfire. Already his body is responding to every note the other man wants to pluck from it, his lips parting in a soft moan and his eyes slipping shut as if to better anchor himself to his other senses. "Besides, the night is as long as you make it."
Slipping his fingers up into the other man's hair and tightening them enough to draw him back if only so he can steal another kiss from his lips, it takes a surprising amount of effort for Mateo to want to arch off the wall, but when he does it's to let them tumble into the mess of brightly coloured sheets, pastel silks and tasselled pillows of his bed. "Go on," he challenges, breathless and already thoroughly wound up. "Make me say your name."
Slipping his fingers up into the other man's hair and tightening them enough to draw him back if only so he can steal another kiss from his lips, it takes a surprising amount of effort for Mateo to want to arch off the wall, but when he does it's to let them tumble into the mess of brightly coloured sheets, pastel silks and tasselled pillows of his bed. "Go on," he challenges, breathless and already thoroughly wound up. "Make me say your name."
if anything could fall at all, it's the world that falls away from me
