He can never deny Random anything and it doesn't matter anyway because he's getting desperate too, trying to keep the pleasure at bay but knowing its a losing battle. So he lets go of his leg with a whispered plea to lock it round his back instead please, because he wants him wrapped all around him. But he needs his hand to touch him and he's not untangling their fingers.

He kisses him again, another long one, as he wraps a hand round him carefully and starts to fondle him lightly. Nothing insistent, just playing with care because he wants his baby to fall apart for him, if he can make him.