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Roswell popped the pills into his mouth and swallowed them seconds after Rivers gave them to him; he knew that they would take a while to kick in, but he hadn't been in any serious pain before that either - probably the last of the shock dying off on him. He would feel the pain later, but hopefully by then the Advil will have kicked in and started doing its job instead.

Appreciative eyes ran over Rivers body as more of it was revealed to Roswell's blue gaze, and he couldn't help the small sound he made in the back of his throat "Damn..." he whispered "You are gorgeous, Riv."

When the other laid beside him, Roswell smiled and turned more onto his side so they were mostly face-to-face. His good hand came up to rest on Rivers' hip, lightly rubbing up and down that smooth and taut flesh "I am feeling better now. Definitely." He pressed his muscular frame against Rivers' frame and leaned his head down, once again capturing Rivers' lips with his own - this time it was no soft or chaste kiss. It was a lot more heated, passionate. Roswell slid his tongue along the seam of Rivers' lips before pushing in slowly, twisting and tangling the two pink muscles together in a slow burning kiss.

Roswell pulled back slowly, his fingers at some point having slipped underneath the waistband of Rivers' boxers, already inching towards Rivers' ass cheek "I'd feel better if we were both naked... and having a little fun. No one is around to bother us, or interrupt us..." Roswell whispered, voice husky and thick with arousal. His cock was pressing hard against Rivers' thigh, the outline of it was thick and long, definitely leaning more towards eleven inches; the vein underneath it was even throbbing, and Rivers would be able to feel it twitching with each heavy thud of Roswell's heartbeat.