It all went in a slow blur.

Being laid back, feeling his kisses as his hands carefully tore away the fabric that clung to his lover’s body. The blanket inching off the mattress as it bunched towards the end of the bed.

Carlos’ hips would rub against his lover’s inner thighs with each push, the pace slow and comfortable. His hands massaged and squished as he let his body express just how much he loved theirs.

“Are you comfortable?” He asked, moving a hand to rub their thigh in a supportive way.