Liam's hips arched towards that touch, almost infuriating in its gentleness right now, but blissfully so. "I like it so much..." Just one night. Another whisper of that mantra in the silence at the back of his mind. One perfect, beautiful night that he'd cling to as a shield against so much, surely.
His fingers tightened in that soft blond hair before loosening, running through carefully. It took a moment for the question to filter through to his conscious mind, but he nodded. "Nightstand drawer, sweetheart."
It wouldn't be hard to find at least. Though Liam was quite bent on being distracting, leaning up to brush his lips along Riley's jaw, the point of his chin, down his neck. God he'd never wanted someone so purely and thoroughly, like some small still-shining thing at the very center of the shadows that were strangling the hope and light out of him, was pulsing and calling for this, for Riley, like the priest really could save any part of Liam from his own darkness.
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Date: 2025-06-23 02:41 am (UTC)His fingers tightened in that soft blond hair before loosening, running through carefully. It took a moment for the question to filter through to his conscious mind, but he nodded. "Nightstand drawer, sweetheart."
It wouldn't be hard to find at least. Though Liam was quite bent on being distracting, leaning up to brush his lips along Riley's jaw, the point of his chin, down his neck. God he'd never wanted someone so purely and thoroughly, like some small still-shining thing at the very center of the shadows that were strangling the hope and light out of him, was pulsing and calling for this, for Riley, like the priest really could save any part of Liam from his own darkness.