Liam was shattered by it, by the pleasure in his release, vision gone blinding white as if his senses were too overwhelmed to handle sight for the moment with all the other physical sensations watching over him. But he still held close to riley, something in his body going lax as the priest settled atop him, the weight of him warm and comfortable and oh so perfect. He loved this man, and he had no right to love him. He wanted Riley and knew he'd only ruin him.

But for the moment at least, he let his eyes fall shut as those lips left those blessings against his forehead. His hands ran slowly up the other man's back, over sweat-damp skin.

"That's... I didn't know it could be like that. Could feel like that..." It never had before. Nothing about this bore a shred of resemblance to the sex that Liam had known previously, and it had undone him to the core, heart and body and soul.