He sucks air through his teeth, suction bordering on painful but in the kind of way that makes the blood rush, then hisses yet again as Ram’s fingers push into his skin. Soft, quiet noises escape between each exhale, and he grips a little harder at Ram’s hair to keep himself from attacking him in turn.

It feels so good to have his body against his, feels so strange still to have someone lavish this much attention on him. It’s both - good and strange and strange and good, and clearly his body is more than happy with the attention.