Adam smiled a little, eyes taking in the color in his skin and the desire in his eyes. The slight struggle for dominance made his own eyes light up. He didn't surrender his own control easily, and though he'd made the offer, none of the lovers he'd taken to bed since his escape from the Company had taken him up on it. Perhaps not this time...not tonight, but one day...he had a feeling this one might, and it made him shiver just a touch. Peter was more powerful by far, so controlling him was an exquisite treat and for a moment his eyes were speculative, then they cleared and he smiled a bit more.

"For that we really should move out of the hall..." He leaned in to kiss Peter hard for a moment, then took his hand to lead him back to the big bedroom off the living room, with its king sized bed and feather mattress top and down comforters--a testament to his need to erase every memory of that damned sterile cot from his brain.