[ Rafa falls back on the bed. He's pliant and easy in Vex's arms. His clothes come off easily; Rafa's skin is bare beneath his trousers. He reaches quickly for Vex again, disliking even a temporary separation right now. Then he murmurs, soft and eager, as their bodies come together. His back arches to grind his hips against Vex's, even though Vex is still clothed. That's a frustration, but not enough of one for Rafa to want to rush things. He just wants contact. As much as possible. ]

Beg for you.

[ He reaches up, stroking Vex's cheek. Leaning forward, he presses their foreheads together. ]

Please, Vex. I do beg for you. I want you, I need you with me. I need you here. I need all of you.

[ His voice catches as one particular stripe of fiction makes his cock jump, and leak pre onto Vex's precious leather. Rafa's other hand grips his shoulder tightly. ]

I want to come for you. I am so ready. Please, Vex, please. Kiss me again, please kiss me again, I need...

[ He presses forward himself to close that distance, kissing Vex firmly and pushing his tongue into his mouth. ]