These were questions that Liam had never been asked, words he'd never heard spoken to him. It was overwhelming, but in the best way that he could possibly imagine. Even if it was only one night, this was what it was like to feel cared for, wasn't it?
Something felt like it pulsed inside him, quickening and stirring to life from a long, cold torpor. Whatever seeds still remained in his heart were reacting to Riley's warmth and light, unfurling and remembering that they were meant to be alive, to grow.
"I want you..." A soft breathless and tentative start, as if he was uncertain if he could really be so plain about what he wanted. It was the truest confession he had ever made, head leaning to the side and fingers running through Riley's hair in encouragement. "I want your hands on me, your lips. I want to touch you, all of you. I want to make you feel good." Liam wanted that more than anything, to know that he had been the one to give the other man pleasure. "Fuck me, Riley?"
He wanted to actually give himself to someone for once, instead of just having it taken.
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Something felt like it pulsed inside him, quickening and stirring to life from a long, cold torpor. Whatever seeds still remained in his heart were reacting to Riley's warmth and light, unfurling and remembering that they were meant to be alive, to grow.
"I want you..." A soft breathless and tentative start, as if he was uncertain if he could really be so plain about what he wanted. It was the truest confession he had ever made, head leaning to the side and fingers running through Riley's hair in encouragement. "I want your hands on me, your lips. I want to touch you, all of you. I want to make you feel good." Liam wanted that more than anything, to know that he had been the one to give the other man pleasure. "Fuck me, Riley?"
He wanted to actually give himself to someone for once, instead of just having it taken.