Head bowed to take in the attention Cole was paying to his neck, his cheek and everything else with their close proximity, Chris moaned appreciatively and quieted when Cole pulled away. There was so much he wanted, everything he would be allowed in order to drown out the years of emptiness and lonely vigil where he had been on his own with nothing but misplaced love holding him together. He would stay as long as it took for Cole to give him what he needed because Cole always looked out for him.

It was an easy order to follow. One that didn't even need to be enforced by this point; it was something Chris wanted to do just because of the feelings that had been inspired in him. He leaned forward where he could and took Cole's lips to pull him into a kiss with only his skill. It was slow and deep, attentive and needy. A pouring out of his desires to fill this ever more-noticeable void inside of him.