[He can taste himself on Caelus' mouth and he doesn't mind, not really - instead, he licks in further into his mouth, allowing the sloppy kiss to make a mess of him. When Caelus pulls away, he doesn't move his hands from where Caelus left them and instead stares up at the other man, his chest heaving while he pulls off his clothing. He takes him in with greedy lilac eyes, desire plain in his expression. There's no chance of him backing out now, not when Caelus is acting like this, so cute yet so strong above him.

Aventurine rolls his hips upward once, experimental, trying to just make him get a move on it already - he's already come, he should be settling in after this, but seeing how much Caelus aches for him is quite the turn-on.]

I like making you say it.

[He says, his mouth quirking back into his customary smile.]

You want to fuck me, Caelus? You want to get between my thighs and let me give you a show? Or - I need a minute or two, but I'd let you ride me, if you wanted.

[It comes out of his mouth, low and dirty, the words sounding filthy in his mouth unlike the rest of his slippery, eloquent language.]