Ray can't even think past those soft moans, the words urging him on. His hips twitch forward, seeking out more of that friction, the warmth of a hand...

But there's a different sort of wants that has hunger pooling in his stomach. He reaches for Leonard's hand to guide off himself, press back tot he floor as he slides his own between them to position his slick cock against Leonard. He pushes forward steadily, past tight muscle as his mouth moves to Leonard's neck and shoulders, anywhere he can reach to mark up.

How can he not, when Leonard is telling him he wants to be his? It sparks this new wave of possessiveness, of want that draws out a more desperate noise. "Mine, huh?"