Darren’s eyes closed as he hissed slightly, the sound faltering to a broken moan at the harder tug on his hair. “Jesus, I love your hands in my hair..” He whispered softly, smiling against his skin. The older male quirked an eyebrow at what he had said, humming softly. “How are you so cute even when you’re telling me I’m on the verge of making you horny?” He chuckled softly, returning the smile, squeezing him gently in his arms.
He loved the feeling as Chris tightened his arms around him as well, feeling secure and wrapped up in his arms, attempting to warm his fiance up. “Good.” He whispered softly just before he had pressed their lips together, moving in sync with the younger male, kissing him passionately for a long moment, teasing his tongue over Chris’s lips before pulling away slowly as an idea popped into his head. “Hey, since you have your shirt off alreayd..” He said with a smile, running his fingers along the smooth flesh. “Why don’t you let me give you that massage we haven’t seemed to find time for yet?”
Chris smirked and nodded. “I know…and I love touching it…it’s always so smooth…” he mumbled and laughed loudly, shaking his head. “I don’t know! I’m not! I’m not even trying!” He kept laughing before falling back into their loving embrace, holding on to Darren’s strong shoulder, kissing his cheek lovingly.
The younger man was sure that he’d never get over kissing his fiance, that it would never fail to make his chest and stomach flutter comfortably and making his cheeks flush with every slide of hot, swollen lips against each other. He hummed contently when Darren let his tongue trail over his lips, groaning and pouting lightly when he pulled away, listening to him closely as the pout stretched into a soft smile. His eyes widened and he grinned at Darren. “You really want to…? Well, I’m not saying no to a massage you know.” He grinned and kissed him gently, licking into his mouth lovingly before pulling back. “I promise I’ll return the favor…” Chris said sincerely.