"Fuck," Tommy breathes. But he does what he's asked. Because Teddy asked for it. Teddy wanted it. And Tommy could tell from the way Teddy moans and shakes beneath him that Teddy's not just asking for Tommy's sake. He wants it for himself. That ... hits Tommy hard.

He slams into Teddy harder, grinding as deep inside him as he can with each thrust. "Fuck, you're good. So fuckinggood, Teddy."