Riley was not the only one sinking into the emotion and romanticism of the moment, of how he felt like he was falling entirely for this man. If he allowed himself to forget that constant awareness of how tainted and beyond redemption his soul was, he could almost believe that this -- this warmth and tenderness, this beautiful man with that kind voice and fathomless eyes -- could save him from this. From himself. But hope like that was a dangerous thing.

He couldn't let his mind wander that path right now. He wanted this night and everything about it or what it was. And it was perfect.

Liam had never felt like this, had never been touched this way. His breath caught on a startled sound as Riley's cock pressed at his hole and his body yielded around the invasion, welcoming him inside as if he'd been waiting for him his entire life. He let his leg hook around Riley's hip, leaning up to meet those lips, to kiss him soft and sweet and wanting.