Hartley smiled at that, but he was too excited himself to say much. Instead he moved behind Cisco, one hand sliding under him to help support him, the other steadying him as he pushed inside. He went slow enough, making sure that Cisco sounded more as if he enjoyed it than as if he was in pain. He started moving, angling it the way that made Cisco cry out the loudest. As he pulled Cisco up, back against his chest, he turned his head to the side to whisper into his ear how beautiful he was, how much he wanted him, how he wanted no one but him.

He wasn't slowing down and his free hand reached down to wrap around Cisco, providing yet more stimulation. It really wasn't surprising that neither of them lasted that long and after he came, Hartley dropped down behind Cisco, still with his arms tightly around him, nuzzling and marking his neck.