Loneliness... is such a sad affair
and I can hardly wait
Peter nodded along to Adam's explanation of ownership, not following at all. Adam himself didn't seem to be entirely sure of what he was saying, so it couldn't be overly important. His head tilted to the side when the taller man laughed, and blue eyes followed the hands that placed Adam's belt near the head of the bed. A brief flash of discomfort darkened his features, he didn't like guns, and even though Adam's were small they were still enough to make him wary."It's not? But I like it so much..." Pet smiled shyly, playing with a joking tone. He looked back up at Adam, almost surprised to find him so close. By now he was so used to Adam's presence that it was a joy to have him close, rather than a cause for worry. And it was even better when he leaned down, lips and words both sending a thrill down Pet's spine.
Hearing that they were alone, even in a strange place, broke down the last little bit of worry Pet had, and he reached up to wrap his arms around Adams shoulders, a soft sound falling from his lips. He was still uncertain of his limits, of what was and wasn't going to be okay, but every time they did this he grew more and more certain. One of his fingers dipped down to play at the edge of Adam's collar while his other hand worked to pull the other man closer, his head tipping to the side to give easier access to his already marked neck.
to be with you again
PETER
