The way he returned that kiss was equally as clumsy. It was difficult to properly affix himself to Cullen's lips, and as a result he sucked on chin and cheek as much as he did his tongue. It lingered before he was able to speak again, his body tingling in response to the proximity of the handsome man as well as his affections.

"I would not complain even if you were." After all, he was of the mind that he would take what comforts he could get in this city, before he was torn from it and thrown back into a world where he was being constantly hunted.

His hands dragged their way down the side of Cullen's face as a sigh was dragged from his throat. He was so warm, so happy, so Free. He wanted to express that pleasure more physically, and the first step in that was to get his friend's clothing off. He pulled at his shirt, fingers that were normally so nimble now fumbled at the buttons while he kept trying to sup on his mouth.

"Mmm," he groaned. "I want you."