He couldn’t help but groan into the kiss, lips almost quivering when the air of Adam’s home hit his skin, the softness of flesh rippling with goosebumps as he almost shivered in response. Peter was trying to remember the last time he was touched this way, his mind breaking off to how gentle this all seemed and how that just went against everything in his life. This wasn’t a violent downfall of sloppy kisses and sex that just went too fast before it was simply over, no, this was something his old self desired and called for. He wanted Adam to deliver it to him like no other person could.

Brown eyes did their best to keep contact with Adam’s, but his curiosity got the better as his sight lowered gently for a penetrating gaze at the soft muscles of Adam’s chest, arms perfectly crafted with tendons and bulged skin that made Peter want to explore his entire body to see what other parts of him were still hiding behind those few layers of clothes he still had on.