It's a soft movement, surprisingly gentle, Silver's fingers brushing against the other's lips softly, briefly. His next movements are anything but--he grabs Benedict's waist with one hand, pulling him closer, driving deeper into him and grinding down. His free hand moves around Benedict's cock as he pulls his hips back slowly, and when he begins to thrust in slow, even measures he matches his own pace, brows furrowed, unashamed as he moans.