"You are possibly the nicest spank bank material I've ever had," Lee replied with a laugh, and while there was a joking tone to it, Lee wasn't lying. It had been a long time since Lee had been with someone so gorgeous and reactive, someone who seemed to revel in what Lee shared with him. He knew there wasn't much here beyond sex, but even just their physical connection was stronger than the one Lee had felt with anyone in a long time. He nuzzled into the hollow of Kavinsky's throat as Kavinsky told him how he'd been holding back, filling the gap between Kavinsky's collarbones with his tongue.

"I won't make you wait anymore," he said softly, turning his eyes up once more before he looked down, kissing a wet trail along Kavinsky's sternum, the middle of his abdomen. He slowed when he reached Kavinsky's cock, mouthing along the length of the swollen shaft, not so much a tease as a promise. He didn't linger there, moving the lay between Kavinsky's splayed thighs, urging Kavinsky to lift his knees and open himself wide again.

"You're incredible," Lee said, and he wished he knew Kavinsky's first name, so he could call him something more intimate, could show Kavinsky what this meant to him. "You deserve to be adored," he went on, leaning down to lick a broad stripe across Kavinsky's trembling hole, tasting sweat and the musk of Kavinsky's body, his own come, just starting to leak from him. "God, you are so hot," Lee groaned, lapping at him again, his tongue moving over the swollen rim in long licks and small circles, teasing, tasting, feeling.