What a beautifully poetic sentiment, but honestly Riley felt it as well-- felt everything that welled up within as if it was pulsating through him in a blindingly hot light. To be tied to someone, this was what it was like? Riley was assiduous and very careful to make sure that his lover enjoyed this, that he was better than whatever atrocities he was forced to face by the hands of his..

Whatever he was.

It was a terrible idea but he had no choice in the falling. Especially with Liam looking at him with such warmth in those eyes, hazy and somewhat drugged but he could tell the other man was happy. He quickened his pace and then he was pumping deeply inside, hitting that spot over and over again while he pressed kisses to those locks of dark hair, kissing with such fervor while he trembled deep within.

"It is alright.. to let go, I will.. catch you." he promised.