And conversely it was perhaps the opposite for Riley, it was easier for him to speak of feelings then of sexual matters like these, perhaps because he was someone who survived upon feelings-- he did not care much for meaningless experiences but this.. this had meaning, he knew he cared deeply for this man and that? Well that made it okay.

A finger slipped in at the please, still pink but trying to work with assiduous focus. Deep his finger spread into Liam, digit carefully sliding up against walls. He chanced a glance down at Liam, to check in for any sort of discomfort-- or even more importantly making sure that the other man's experience remained pleasurable with no memories coming into play of an earlier point in the evening.