There was something amusing about the way Eric seemed to be pleading with him. Ryan really couldnâ€™t describe it, it just was. He merely responded with a soft moan of his own that in a way challenged him a little. It pretty much translated to saying if he really wanted him then go for it, why should he hold back from claiming what he wanted. When Ericâ€™s hand began to move down more Ryan felt another shiver move down his body along with it. As much as he wanted to make Eric be the one to make his move his plea, showing how badly he wanted him, acted almost like a trigger and he could feel the same impatience he had felt before rise up again. If he had to be the one to make the move then so be it, he would show him what a real kiss was like.<br/><br/>Ryan leaned into the kiss more, each second becoming increasingly intense; as he got more lost in the kiss his tongue was just barely touching Ericâ€™s teeth while his own brushed against his lips gently. As his hands glided over Ericâ€™s figure his touch became a little rougher in spite of the kiss not being quite as rough. Hopefully this would show him that he was done with messing with him. The wildfire was burning even stronger now, the flames bright, and the heat more intoxicating than anything he has ever felt before. It truly was an incredible feeling, almost a high, and he wanted to make it last as long as he could. Then suddenly just when he doubted it was possible the get lost any further in this moment he was proven wrong.  When his hands slid down to Ericâ€™s lower back again, this time they were making their way under his shirt.