"Oh god damn..." He gasped, both hands grasping at Eliot's hips to help him move. "You feel good too." He let out a laugh that quickly turned into a long moan as Eliot started moving. He grabbed the back of Eliot's neck, squeezing and pulling him down into a hard, deep kiss. He bit down on Eliot's lip, sucking at it lightly.

He thrust up, meeting Eliot as he purposely angled to hit his prostate with each thrust, letting go of his other hip to lightly bat away the man's hand from his cock. "I'm fuckin' great." He said, smirking before wrapping his fingers around Eliot's cock, stroking and squeezing.