"Yeah because you're not," he groaned, cock hard and pressing against Stephen's stomach. He pulled his husband close for a kiss, need and passion winning out over finesse, biting at his lower lip and showing him just how much he wanted him.
"Stop complimenting my arse and start doing something," he said, relaxing once Stephen started to move, arching into his touch. This felt like... It felt like coming home and it was perfect and Adrian never wanted it to stop. He wrapped one leg around Stephen's back, biting his lower lip to bite back an embarrassing whine at the new angle, Stephen's cock rubbing against his prostate. "God, I love you," he said, moaning when his husband's hand wrapped around his dick. "Scratch that, I really, really love you," he added, gasping at the way his head was spinning.