Hayato pressed his mouth to Ryuutaro's in rough, firm, passionate kisses. Occasionally he would even gently bite and nip at his lover's tongue and lip. He could feel each moan as the sound reverberated against his own mouth, and he was sure Ryuutaro could feel his in turn.

It all felt good, it always felt good. The friction of their bodies grinding together, chests bumping with each thrust, the hot aching sensation building up at the base of his erection... he would never tire of this.

Hayato let one hand travel down to Ryuutaro's chest, then his hip, then to his rear so that he could keep his boyfriend steady as he started slamming himself into Ryuutaro harder, while trying to keep his pace up as well. He wanted to drive Ryuutaro to give into that raw lust like he did when he was being pleasured so.