The kiss turned hungry and wanting, his tongue probing Arthur's mouth; he could still taste himself on the other man and he felt a surge of pride at the thought of their mingling scents.

Reaching around, he cupped the length of the other man's cock as he began to thrust into him. Slow and shallow at first, testing the waters, but he wasted no time in picking up the pace and intensity.

"Arthur..." he breathed hoarsely against his lips, before kissing him again. He was quite lost in the feeling of the tight warmth of the other man.