[He has to brace himself now, one hand flat on the table beside Rawne's head and the other fully burying itself in Rawne's hair to hold him in their deep kiss - but he can also feel the man squirming, and he's not so far gone that he's not paying attention to his partner's needs. Rawne must be aching already.

He doesn't particularly want to, but he gives Rawne's tongue one last quick nip before he swings a leg up and off of Rawne, so he can slide, a little weak-kneed, onto the floor again, but he traces the hand supporting Rawne's neck down his neck, ghosting nails down his chest and abs and resting on the buckle of his pants, trying not to put too much pressure on the obvious bulge.]

If I finish you now, I'll still give you the rest of the massage afterwards.