"I kind of enjoyed our first fight," Adam admitted, ducking his head to hide his grin.

Alec's hands were strong and skilled, and Adam wanted to see him show off his archery, wanted to have Alec's hands on him longer, wanted to see Alec's hands adorned with a color he'd chosen for himself. He understood the hesitation, though. His parents disallowing something was one thing, but Alec's reputation and position as Head of the Institute was another. Adam respected the latter.

"We could do your toes," he suggested, after a moment's thought.