Is it really teasing, if he's just pointing out the obvious? Maybe a little, when Riddle is already so embarrassed. Even so, if Riddle's already looking forward to experimenting..... That's a good sign, right? He's enjoying this enough to, well..... to tolerate the awkwardness, and embarrassment, and discomfort. To put up with him, even if this encounter has been strange and stilted.
He might bruise in the morning, having a heel dig into his back like this--but Trey is easily strong enough to support both their weight for them, to finally fully seat himself inside Riddle as the younger boy shifts their angle. They're going to need a minute to adjust before he can start moving again either way, so he might as well ask, right? "What else did you have in mind, then?"
Trey was fully in, Riddle's walls still clamping down on him as if to keep him there. Riddle's breathing settles somewhat as they take a minute, his hands slowly relaxing, fingers splaying against Trey's back to instead allow him to adjust the positioning. To loosely settle his arms around Trey's neck, over his shoulders.
"Next time, I'm going to be in your lap. Lowering myself onto you. Demanding you kiss me where I want, when I want." Bold words for someone who also asked to be adored through and through. "... It would have been too much this time." Riddle's cheeks burn bright and he knows it.
"Or," Riddle starts again, "I could lie on my stomach and knees, while you use the back of my head for leverage, pushing me into the sheets. That... might also... be interesting." Again, what the hell did Riddle watch.
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He might bruise in the morning, having a heel dig into his back like this--but Trey is easily strong enough to support both their weight for them, to finally fully seat himself inside Riddle as the younger boy shifts their angle. They're going to need a minute to adjust before he can start moving again either way, so he might as well ask, right? "What else did you have in mind, then?"
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"Next time, I'm going to be in your lap. Lowering myself onto you. Demanding you kiss me where I want, when I want." Bold words for someone who also asked to be adored through and through. "... It would have been too much this time." Riddle's cheeks burn bright and he knows it.
"Or," Riddle starts again, "I could lie on my stomach and knees, while you use the back of my head for leverage, pushing me into the sheets. That... might also... be interesting." Again, what the hell did Riddle watch.