It was a soft moment, the end of the kiss and the gentle rubbing of Eddy's thumbs over his skin, and Luke stored the memory in the back of his mind.  It would be something warm, something pleasant to think about when he was alone, when things weren't going well...<br/><br/>The order was met with obedience, Luke vaguely humming as he shifted further onto the bed.  He laid back, spreading his legs open and exposing all of himself for Eddy to look upon and examine; Eddy's hands pushed his thighs down into the mattress, leaving his hard length standing in the air.<br/><br/>It was nowhere near Eddy's size, but it fit Luke well; he was also circumsized, the shaft decorated with a few, very faint freckles, and the dark curls on his head were mirrored below.  He watched Eddy's face, felt the soft pets against his leg, and was assured that the man liked what he saw.<br/><br/>Then Eddy removed his hair tie, letting loose a mass of greying, messy strands.  Luke stared with a bright gaze, eyes flowing over the image before him-- Eddy looked wild, regal, like a knight from the Dark Ages.  A silly, romantic visual, but that's what popped into the young man's head, and he let himself play with the thought.  A knight in shining armor... His knight, for now.<br/><br/>At the question, Luke gave a shy smile, placing his hands behind his head; the position made him look luxuriant, splayed out on the massive bed on silky sheets for Eddy to do as he liked.  "Doing perfect," he murmured, the smile turning a bit coy as he shifted his hips, lightly arching towards Eddy with a wanting glance, already missing the man's rough, calloused touch.  "Absolutely perfect..."