The shivers down his spine at the touch of his neck are doing plenty for now, but Vasquez isn't without other ideas. If he's truthful, he's had more than enough fantasies to get them started, but he needs to treat Faraday like a spooked horse -- or, even, like Jack. Too much, too fast, and he's going to scare him away or into a reaction.
"Who says I'm going to stay unsatisfied, huh?" he demands, nipping at Faraday's skin as if to reprimand him before he eases away to lie on his back, reaching down to loosen his trousers and push them off even more, so he can wrap a hand around himself.
"You're so good at talking," he says, and it's not even a sarcastic quip. It's true. He likes Faraday's silver tongued charms that get them benefits just as often as they get them into trouble. "I want you to talk to me," he coaxes. "Tell me what you like to feel, to do, to have in bed," he says, as he starts to work himself with rough strokes, knowing he won't last very long. "We'll work to the other things eventually," he says, sounding determined.
Maybe he'll eventually start to believe himself, even.
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Date: 2018-02-03 01:33 am (UTC)"Who says I'm going to stay unsatisfied, huh?" he demands, nipping at Faraday's skin as if to reprimand him before he eases away to lie on his back, reaching down to loosen his trousers and push them off even more, so he can wrap a hand around himself.
"You're so good at talking," he says, and it's not even a sarcastic quip. It's true. He likes Faraday's silver tongued charms that get them benefits just as often as they get them into trouble. "I want you to talk to me," he coaxes. "Tell me what you like to feel, to do, to have in bed," he says, as he starts to work himself with rough strokes, knowing he won't last very long. "We'll work to the other things eventually," he says, sounding determined.
Maybe he'll eventually start to believe himself, even.