Just a Little Bit

ADAM it's not a cry for help, it's just a cry for connection. Pet seemed confident in his answer, regardless of his stutters. Adam nodded and leaned forward, gently holding Pet's chin with his finger and thumb. "Then I guess I'd better show you some stuff, huh?" He asked, smiling as he moved in. Slowly, their lips met, soft and gentle at first, the moment amazingly quiet in the colourful room. After a moment had passed he deepened the kiss, opening his mouth and pressing at Pet's mouth with his tongue. If he gained entry he would grow a little bolder, moving his hands to hold Pet's waist. It was still very tame compared the way he'd started a lot of his nights with clients back at the brothel, but Pet needed a softer hand. Someone willing to take their time and show him that there were people who would give him the freedom to choose. Adam did not think of this in these terms exactly. His exact thought process was more along the lines of: Pet's been through some bad shit and he's still in some bad shit, so I should be good shit. He pulled away and kissed the side of Pet's mouth. "So, how's that?" i'd trade my life and health, to make people pay attention. I'd sacrifice myself for the sake of entertainment.