Loneliness... is such a sad affair
and I can hardly wait
Adam sank down onto Pet and he melted. There was nothing just felt more perfect than the other man pressed close, like a missing piece he’d long ago accepted as lost forever. He let himself be manipulated easily by the hand on his jaw, the lips on his throat, low moans leaving his throat. A moment of respite came as Adam leaned back to remove his shirt, shy blue eyes roaming over the newly exposed expanse of skin. Pet was never sure exactly how much he could get away with when they did this, but he was getting more confident every time. Confident enough to lift his arms and wrap them around Adams shoulder, pulling him closer and tipping his head to allow easier access to his more sensitive parts. And as the kisses grew more rough, Peter grew more bold, one hand slipping up to tangle in Adams hair, the other dipping down to splay put between his shoulder blades.
As always, Pet would be perfectly happy to do this forever. The novelty of having someone want him, especially someone like Adam, was still as fresh as ever. If the moment of blissful, moany kisses ever ended, it would be too soon.
Still, there were a few things he could forgive for interrupting the moment, and Adam question was one of them. Before his mind could even begin to process the question, his body was answering for him, his hips straining up for even the slightest bit of extra pressure against his own suddenly hard cock. He arched into the hands on him, the lips on him, and nodded, sound all he could to gasp out a strained yes.’
to be with you again
PETER
