[Uzekins]

"don't worry. I won't hurt you...much." Richard said, smirking as he stripped the shirt off him completely. He hadn't meant to rip it but oh well it was cheap cotton. He slid down, enabling the other to breathe better. He was going to need it. He still had the knife in hand, not wanting to use it any more. But he would keep it there as defence if Aaron got any more bright ideas.

He slid between Aaron's legs, groping at his groin roughly. He had suppressed rage that needed to be let out or dimmed down. He was also sexually frustrated. What a good combination there. His other hand cut open Aaron's pants as he slipped them off. Slowly there was a pile on the floor. He smirked at what was left.