[Breathes out slowly, running his fingers through Friday’s hair as silent encouragement to keep going, tightening his grip as heat starts to pool low in his abdomen. His hips twitch as he fights to keep them still, not wanting to buck into the other man’s mouth unexpectedly, releasing another puff of breath when he remembers to breathe]

I want to make you come undone… I want to see faces you’ve shown no one else. I…mmm…I want to do things you’ve let no one else and touch places no one has and hear your voice…and…

[Tilts his head enough to be able to smile down at Friday]

I want to make you say my name.