"A...ah..." Liam's voice was a breathless rush as he felt that touch at his arousal. His head fell back, eyes shut as he let himself take it all in, the way Riley's hands felt as they moved over his body, the way the other man touched him with such tenderness. It was at the border of overwhelming, but oh he wanted to leap straight across that line, to let everything about Riley -- this gorgeous, gentle, sweet man -- rush over him and overwhelm him.

His own hands were not still, fingers tracing up along Riley's chest, up to trace down along a strong shoulder. His pretty swimmer.

"Your hands are warm..." Liam purred the words, softly, even as his own fingers slipped into Riley's hair.