The naked impatience in Vasquez's voice earns the man a quick, almost feral smirk, challenging and knowing all at once.
"I am touchin' you," he cuts back almost blithely, hands bracketing the other man's hips, thumbs pressing against the blades.
Of course, Faraday should've expected Vasquez to take matters into his own hands, and when Vasquez grabs him, pulls on his hair, Faraday lets out a startled sound for it, catching himself by pressing a hand against the mattress before he accidentally headbutts the other man. He snorts out a laugh, still a little fuzzy thanks to the drinks back at the bar, but he finds his balance soon enough.
"Impatient bastard," he murmurs, but he ducks down and claims Vasquez's lips in a heated kiss. Positioned as they are, Faraday's cock presses against Vasquez's stomach, rubs against Vasquez's own cock, and it's an easy enough thing to reach between them and grab both of their lengths. He lets out a shuddering moan against Vasquez's mouth before biting a little meanly at the other man's lower lip. "You coulda knocked us both out just then."
He narrows his eyes at Faraday when he makes that stupid claim, because he's absolutely doing it to get on his nerves and unfortunately, it's even working. Why is he so enamoured with this jackass, is what he wants to know, and yet, he knows he loves him.
Lucky for him, Faraday goes easily with the pull, and Vasquez smirks into that kiss, feeling proud of himself though even that melts away as soon as Faraday is closer, tangling his fingers into his hair, trying to rut up against his cock as best as he can, desperate for the touching and the closeness.
"You should have just touched me then," he replies, eager and happy to be contrary.
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"I am touchin' you," he cuts back almost blithely, hands bracketing the other man's hips, thumbs pressing against the blades.
Of course, Faraday should've expected Vasquez to take matters into his own hands, and when Vasquez grabs him, pulls on his hair, Faraday lets out a startled sound for it, catching himself by pressing a hand against the mattress before he accidentally headbutts the other man. He snorts out a laugh, still a little fuzzy thanks to the drinks back at the bar, but he finds his balance soon enough.
"Impatient bastard," he murmurs, but he ducks down and claims Vasquez's lips in a heated kiss. Positioned as they are, Faraday's cock presses against Vasquez's stomach, rubs against Vasquez's own cock, and it's an easy enough thing to reach between them and grab both of their lengths. He lets out a shuddering moan against Vasquez's mouth before biting a little meanly at the other man's lower lip. "You coulda knocked us both out just then."
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Lucky for him, Faraday goes easily with the pull, and Vasquez smirks into that kiss, feeling proud of himself though even that melts away as soon as Faraday is closer, tangling his fingers into his hair, trying to rut up against his cock as best as he can, desperate for the touching and the closeness.
"You should have just touched me then," he replies, eager and happy to be contrary.