[When that hand finds his crotch, AM instinctively presses into it, grinding and letting his own erection harden beneath his pants. He exhales in arousal as he temporarily moves his hand from Aiden's crotch to grab his other wrist. In a slight maneuver, he attempts to get both wrists in one hand and pin them above Aiden's head, but he likely could squirm out of that grip if he wanted. Still, at least it leaves one hand free.
He snorts in amusement when Aiden brings up the possibility of Moran, temporarily ceasing his grinding.]
The man is far too in love with himself to fuck anyone!
[Just the thought of Moran fucking Aiden is enough to make him laugh. Sure, it could happen, but AM wouldn't particularly care. It would just amuse him.
But soon enough he's back to what he's doing, his free hand back to his pants to finally unbutton them and pull them down to his thighs, revealing his large erection.]
Not that fucking requires love...
[He shifts his body then, letting an arm slink beneath one of Aiden's thighs to lift it up and expose him.
Ah, but he's forgetting something, isn't he?]
Ah-- hang on, I almost forgot. [Temporarily he lets go of Aiden and crawls to the side on his large bed, fishing around for the drawer in his end table. Thankfully, once he opens it, everything in there is neatly organized, so he pulls out the bottle of lube and makes to crawl back toward Aiden.]
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He snorts in amusement when Aiden brings up the possibility of Moran, temporarily ceasing his grinding.]
The man is far too in love with himself to fuck anyone!
[Just the thought of Moran fucking Aiden is enough to make him laugh. Sure, it could happen, but AM wouldn't particularly care. It would just amuse him.
But soon enough he's back to what he's doing, his free hand back to his pants to finally unbutton them and pull them down to his thighs, revealing his large erection.]
Not that fucking requires love...
[He shifts his body then, letting an arm slink beneath one of Aiden's thighs to lift it up and expose him.
Ah, but he's forgetting something, isn't he?]
Ah-- hang on, I almost forgot. [Temporarily he lets go of Aiden and crawls to the side on his large bed, fishing around for the drawer in his end table. Thankfully, once he opens it, everything in there is neatly organized, so he pulls out the bottle of lube and makes to crawl back toward Aiden.]