WARNING; MATURE CONTENT
The friction of Zade's palms crossing every inch of his back was a heavy, grounding heat. Rai was entirely lost in the effort of the sensation, his body unconsciously yielding to the support as he snuggled deeper into Zade's frame.
Zade began a slow, deliberate assault on Rai's neck, his free arm sliding around from behind to press against Rai's chest, ensuring he didn't feel a single inch of loneliness or space between them.
Rai's fingers instinctively clamped around Zade's arm as those straying fingertips found the sensitive peaks of his nipples, rubbing them in teasing circles before pinching and tugging.
All the while, Zade's lips remained busy, trailing burning kisses across Rai's shoulders and the sharp line of his collarbones. It felt almost overwhelmingly good, but Rai held back more than half of the moans building in his throat.
