The ruin of his clothes not mattering to him, so intent was he on the lust that burned between them, Carrick wrapped his arms tight around the other man, returning the kiss with equal fervour.
His skin warmed where Russell's body pressed hard against him. He wanted to feel it everywhere; be completely filled by the fire and heat of his lover's body.
"You're burning," he murmured, struggling out of his leather jacket and then the rags of his clothes.