There's the softest hum of pleasure, lips pursed in a light "oooh" as a chill runs up and down his spine sinking straight into his abdomen like a hot iron spike. He grinds firm and slow in response as Barry's words hit all the right buttons. He doesn't bother with his own, he'll just dive right in to capture his mouth again with hunger, nipping his bottom lip playfully.

A nimble hand skirts down his belly to reach between them and palm Barry's length, stroking him in his long fingers. He'll need to search for lube at some point unless the other lets him go down on him. Even then lube would be preferred to saliva, but it's not as if he doesn't know how to make do. Still, it's Barry's first, it'd to easier with a good lube.