"Won't happen again," he promised, knowing he was much more likely to be able to keep it working for the Aurors than working for Rodolphus; his job wasn't to go around provoking arguments and murders which had to be a plus. He pulled Stephen's hand down to his abdomen, the skin smooth and unscarred where there had once been a gash. "I'm fine now."
He laughed, leaning up to nip Stephen's lower lip. "I can think of a few ways for the how. Of course, if I'm being presumptuous, please tell me," he replied.
"Fuck," Adrian squeezed Stephen's hands lightly before he reached up to curl his hand around Stephen's neck, his palm cupping Stephen's nape. "God, you know how to get me hard in a second, two at most. I want you," he murmured into the kiss, both of his hands moving up to wrap in Stephen's hair as he pressed closer. "Need you to touch me."