"But you are," Ash protested, beginning to rock his hips slowly. "And you're warm, I can feel it. Like you're warming me up from the inside." It may have been an awkward or cheesy thing to say, but Ash genuinely meant it, and the warm sensation wasn't unappealing.

He braced his palms on Junior's chest, feeling just how solid he was beneath him as he worked into a rhythm with his hips. "I like it. I didn't mean to say anything wrong."