He: "Then show me."

My trembling hands reached for the button of his pants. I unzipped them, and he lifted his hips to help me slide them down. I could see the shape of his desire straining against the fabric of his briefs. I reached out, my fingers brushing over him, feeling the rigid heat even through the cotton. Vedansh didn't say a word, just watched me, his gaze intense and unwavering. I kept touching him, exploring his length through the cloth.