Adam's breath hitched as Alec started kissing at his neck, and he relaxed into Alec's arms, trusting Alec enough to enjoy being handled by him. "I haven't..." Adam started, then gasped softly at another of the kisses, "... had the opportunity to start getting creative," he admitted. As Alec started focusing more intently on one spot, Adam gave a tiny whimper, panting against Alec's ear as he clung tighter to him. "Just wanted to figure out if I liked anal at all. I imagined it was you fingering me. I imagined you fucking me."

Shivering a little at that confession, Adam's hips ground half unconsciously against Alec. "Stroked myself thinking about you sucking me off. Can't stop thinking about how much I want to suck your cock."

Pressing his face against the curve of Alec's neck, Adam rolled his hips again, keeping a slow rhythm because he couldn't bear to stop.