As gracefully as humanly possible (which wasn't all that graceful given how worked up Shay was) he got out of his pajama bottoms. His hair was still a little wet from the shower and when he lowered himself back down onto Elijah, the ends of his hair brushed against his cheek.
"Do you? I like that thought. I want you to want me so much you can't think about anything else." His hand snaked under one of Elijah's knees, hitching up his thigh as he pressed the head of himself against the other man's entrance. While he'd been up, he'd snagged a condom, slipping it on because he'd made the decision that tonight was going to be the night that they actually had sex. But since he was in the moment and didn't want to stop to discuss it with Elijah, he'd erred on the side of caution that the boy would want to be safe.
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