Riley found it difficult to focus on kissing while Tao was wrapped so tightly around him. He dug his free hand into the sheets, his fingers pressing into the mattress, tangling up in the soft cotton. "Tao." He groaned. "Tao." Even making the slightest movement of his hips caused him to tremble with pleasure. He forced himself to jerk forward once, and then pulled back, then forward again and backwards again until he found himself able to move against Tao's body, albeit not easily, and with no lack of noises. It felt so good, but he was missing that warmth so terribly. He bow his head and pressed messy, hot kisses across Tao's cheek to whisper in his ear, "Bite me," in a thick voice, "be warm."