The smile shifted into something more overt, more longing as Luke watched with wide eyes as Eddy kissed him, finally kissed him where he most hoped for it.  They were lightning, made him harder like they'd shocked him to action; Luke felt dizzy as he watched, almost out of his body but thankfully still firmly grounded, feeling every tiny, divine sensation...<br/><br/>His lips parted into a soft, rounded shape, and a little sound sighed past, barely a whisper; it hitched as Eddy licked, that tongue so tantalizing as it lapped along beneath his slender shaft.  Luke bounced slightly when Eddy pulled back, stiff as he could be and standing proud, waiting eagerly for more: more, more, more.<br/><br/>The young man's thumbs stroked against Eddy's cheekbones, fingers caressing his jaw; it was easy to see the want in his eyes, feel the need in his touch, and Luke bit his lip for a moment as he gazed at the beautiful man who had him in thrall.  Another quiet sound, dripping with pleasure, as Luke mildly rolled his hips towards Eddy to ask for him to do it again-- not quite begging, but a little more of such sweetness and he might start.<br/><br/>"Do I still taste as good as you remember, too...?" His voice was small, the question so hopeful, grey-blue stare timid and enamored all at once.  Please, please say yes, keep touching him so perfectly...