It's a good moan, and David loves the way it makes him feel hot all over just to hear it. So hot that he can't stay still, but with Balthier on him like this, holding him down with his weight, his hands are about the only free thing to work with. Which means he of course has to run them up Balthier's back, his fingernails scraping lightly as they trace up his skin slowly, like he wants to memorize Balthier by touch alone.

Perhaps he does. Well, actually, he really does. He wishes he could file it away in his mind perfectly. But he definitely doesn't mind it this way too.