Lucas's breath hitched as Trevor's words wrapped around him, a promise and a plea all at once. He leaned in, his lips finding Trevor's in a kiss that overtook them both. Trevor's hands moved across his body, tracing the lines of his back and the curve of his spine, until they rested on his hips, drawing him closer and eliminating any space between them.
The room seemed to spin, the morning light filtering through the curtains, casting a warm glow over their entwined bodies. Lucas's hands found their way to Trevor's chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart and the rise and fall of his breath. He traced the lines of his muscles and the smooth expanse of his skin, memorizing every inch of him.
