Admiration for his person was well appreciated. In fact, it was looked at rather as a wonderful thing. The only problem was that he wanted touching and teeth and all of it. Almost as if Zach had read his mind, he felt teeth on his skin again and he moaned. That. Yes, that. Merlin, yes.
Fletcher's breathing was heavier and it took a bit of restraint to keep from pushing him against the wall and fucking him a second time. Zach seemed to have a plan, and he wanted to know what it was. So far he was on board with everything that happened.