Liam was quite eager to do just that, to let his tongue slip past Riley's lips, to taste him properly, to learn the heat of that mouth against his own. Oh he wanted to devour him entirely, drink him in like fresh, clear water. This beautiful man who had for some reason looked long enough in his direction to lead them here.

He would consider it a miracle, perhaps, temporary and ephemeral as it was, it was precious, and for a moment -- for a night, even if no longer than that -- it was his.

Another whimper caught in his throat as those fingers pressed deep inside him, as Riley half rocked against him. He broke from those lips with a gasp for breath, eyes hazed in pleasure and lust and love so startling and strong it was going to shatter him to pieces. "I need you now, Riley."