Adam could feel, and his body responded in kind, heart and breath both speeding up, hips rocking to meet Peter's with nearly equal need, though his eyes remained searching, watching, looking deep in Peter's eyes as if trying to read the truth of what was being offered, what was needed, and determining what he could give.

That Adam wanted there was no doubt. That he'd take was a foregone conclusion, as was that he'd give in return. That it hadn't even occurred to Peter before a short while ago, Adam was far too aware of, that this would be different, that this wasn't his Peter with his eager smile and experience, able to tell him exactly what he wanted and how, and knowing what Adam wanted in return before Adam even could voice it sometimes.

"And I, you," he murmured, letting his fingers slide lightly over skin. "Come here, then..." He leaned in, closing the rest of the distance, head ducking to brush his lips lightly over Peter's, just a taste, and then kissed him more firmly, fingers sliding into his hair.