Nihilism's tastes had not always been impeccable, Opium thought, and so he did have cause to pause when he mentioned one of his friends, but that did make him pleasantly surprised when he found someone so very lovely to amuse himself with. He sucked in a small gasp of a breath as College's fingers wrapped around him and tightened his grip in the god's hair, other hand trailing along his neck and over his shoulder, down to run his hand over College's chest. His fingertips explored skin, bringing with them a tingle of haze, prickling nerves, soothing them just as quickly with the same fog. Oh, he had every intention of being totally selfish, not touching any more than what was offered to him. It was, after all, his desires being fulfilled - not the other way around.