Swallowing hard, he bit his lip. There were going to be so many little bruises all over his neck. Right now he wanted every single one if it meant that Vegas was going to stay close to him. He just needed him so badly. Something made so clear by his moans and his hips rocking to beg for more.

Somewhere in the haze though, he remembered Vegas. Wanting to let the man take care of him but not wanting him neglected. "...you...what about you? I can..."

Touch too. But that was lost in a moan as Vegas managed to do something very nice with his thumb.