It's a burning want Duv shares right now. Not that his mind is focusing on the specifics of how any of this happens. All he wants is contact, enough to get him to that blissful state he feels like he's chasing now. He watches Ivan move with impatience and his hand starts roaming down his chest. It's a damn blessing Ivan doesn't keep him waiting long.

As soon as Ivan's lips are on him, he's wrapping his arms around Ivan to pull him in close. Duv's never wanted to get laid this badly in his life. If the clawing against Ivan's shoulderblades indicates anything, he wants it sooner rather than later.