Eddy could feel Luke's gaze like a caress, making his skin tingle pleasantly. Usually such scrutiny would make Eddy prickle in self conciousness but those grey blue eyes were nothing but enraptured and hungry whenever Eddy glanced back. He appreciated it more than he could say, how Luke ogled him like he was the sexiest thing the boy's ever seen. Made a guy feel special, that was for sure.<br/><br/>The tip of Eddy's tongue curled impishly away from Luke's straining cock and he grinned at the sound that fell from the boy's lips. He loved how loud Luke could get, how utterly shameless he could be, how incapable he was in being quiet. Eddy owned the whole building so there was no one to file a noise complaint but that didnt stop him from fantasizing about gagging the boy just for the fun of it.<br/><br/>Eddy leaned back and ran his hands softly over Luke's gorgeous thighs as he finished his sentence. Eddy hummed in full agreement, the sound rumbling out of him like a cross between a purr and a growl.<br/><br/>"That's very true," Eddy said as he cupped Luke's balls and pulled ever so gently, "you<i>can </i>beg, and you do it so prettily."<br/><br/>That was another thing Eddy appreciated, how quickly he could get Luke to start begging. He was so incredibly impatient, as if he were starved for touch and already desperate before they've even began. It made Eddy feel wanted but also curious. Just how much did Luke think about sex? How strong was his libido?<br/><br/>He was always so eager whenever Eddy initiated, so ready and willing and enthusiastic that it still seemed special whenever they went at it, like it was all still new. And they have fucked, an incredible amount, and Luke always seemed satisfied but was he truly? Did Luke need more? Was he not getting enough? Was Eddy not keeping up?<br/><br/>"You like begging?" Eddy asked, careful to keep that lusty rumble in his voice and his expression lazily confident despite the twinge of anxiety in his stomach, "you like getting all worked up and desperate for me? Just how often you touch yourself, babydoll? How often do you need to be touched?"<br/><br/>Eddy's hand never stopped massaging Luke's testicles as he asked his questions, his tone pitched slow and syrupy so that it came across as sexy and indulgent and not at all as insecure as Eddy felt.