Apparently it was as good for Eddy as it was for Luke-- he watched the man's face, heard the rumbling sounds from his throat, saw the desire building just as it was in him.<br/><br/>It was intensely gratifying, to see someone so experienced, someone who'd undoubtedly had many partners before and could still have many more, react in such a way to entering a shy, awkward young man.  Eddy could have anyone he wanted, but he wanted Luke tonight, and that made him feel like he was in a dream, one he should never wake up from.<br/><br/>Luke nodded, dark bangs falling across his forehead; his hair was a tussled mess, dark waves tossed against the sheets and crashing around his cheekbones and jaw.  A soft, sooty black, velvet-dark and wild, high contrast to his bright, pale eyes, fixed entirely on Eddy with their adoring stare.<br/><br/>"I'm alright," he breathed, that joyful smile returning in a gentler manner, delight brushed across his upturned lips.  He was better than alright; he was in heaven, laying with a divine, tattooed angel, and he never wanted it to end.  "Perfect...  You fit perfect," Luke laughed quietly, just a light sound of pleasure, so in love with the way Eddy felt inside, like he was meant to be there...<br/><br/>"Perfect man..."  His hands trailed over Eddy's sides to hold him near, enjoying the warmth and the feel of his skin, muscle shifting beneath, and his legs curved up around Eddy in an intimate embrace.  Two as one, joined as closely as it was possible to be, and it made Luke's heart sing.