The backs of painted claws stroked down against Beau's cheekbones, until Roche was cupping the other man's chin, large green fingers playing along a yellow jawline. The larger man arched his back, brushing his lips against the tip of Beau’s nose. Roche grinned, his free hand snaking down Beau’s back, across skin and muscle and circuitry, a patchwork of components to make one complete, beloved whole --
He was getting ahead of himself. Beau was seated atop him, pants unzipped, cock halfway out and sliding against fabric, against Roche’s still-covered and straining erection. The larger twi’lek closed his eyes, hand grabbing at Beau’s behind, claws digging in slightly as he pulled forward, guiding the other man against him.
Expecting the smaller man to shy away, Roche was floored when Beau nipped at his lower lip and then kissed him again, deep and wanton, tongue seeking his. He felt the younger man’s hands wandering across the back of his neck, then down his lekku, and felt his own toes curl.
There was a holo on. Roche couldn’t recall if it was the naked bodies on the screen or Beau’s hands snaking down his pants that had gotten them to this point, rocking against each other in a greedy tangle of limbs. His fingers hooked into the waistband of Beau’s pants and pulled them down over slim, toned hips --
“I need you,” Roche gasped, breath hot against Beau’s cheek, parting his knees as the other man’s hands slowly unfastened his pants, reaching to grasp at Roche’s shaft. The large man threw back his head with a pleased cry, hands grasping Beau’s hips and pulling him closer, claws biting into yellow skin. Hot flesh slid across hot flesh and Beau rocked faster against him.
“I --” The younger man smiled widely, kissing along Roche’s jawline, a smile on his face, thrown into relief by blue light from the holo. “-- know y’do, big guy. Now show me how much.”
