"Stephen, I'll be nearly dead and still wanting to fuck. The only reason I didn't want to with the pox is because it literally hurt to get hard," he said with a laugh, grin bright. "Position? Now you've gone and got me interested."
Adrian shook his head when Stephen suggested a swim, the water not what he wanted. He knew he could swim afterwards if he wasn't so fucked out that he'd drown whereas the need to touch Stephen, feel him, was only getting stronger.
"Christ," Adrian muttered, biting at Stephen's lower lip and tangling his fingers in his hair. "I wouldn't say I have a problem with that, no," he answered, knowing Stephen would be able to feel the smile when he kissed him again.