The arm around him tightened, pulling Neve flush against a chest that burned. Neve's body melted backwards on instinct, his hips pressing against the stranger's thighs.
"Please," Neve breathed, voice cracked. "Help me."
The stranger's other hand slid up his stomach, fingers splaying over his ribs. Warm breath ghosted across Neve's ear.
"Tell me what you need."
Neve's cock throbbed, untouched, leaking against his stomach. "Touch me," he gasped. "Kiss me... anything, just..."
The stranger turned him around.
Neve got a flash of dark hair, broad shoulders, eyes that caught the moonlight but gave nothing away. Then the stranger's mouth was on his.
Lips parted against his, tongue sliding in without asking permission. Neve moaned into it, mmm..., his hands gripping the stranger's body, pulling him closer. The stranger bit his lower lip, tugged it, then kissed deeper, wetter, until Neve could barely breathe.
"More," Neve whimpered against his lips.
