Adrian smiled, his fingers tangling in the hair at the nape of Matteo's neck, pulling him down closer. "You deserve it," he whispered against his lips. "You deserve all of me."
With that, Matteo leaned in, capturing Adrian's mouth in a deep, ravenous kiss that sealed the remaining space between them.
Adrian met him halfway, kissing him back slowly as the initial urgency melted into a deep, rhythmic embrace.
Their lips parted and moved together in a sweet, bruising heat, a perfect intoxication of slick warmth and quiet gasps. Every brush of their tongues felt like a silent conversation, full of relief and profound devotion.
Slowly, Matteo pulled back just enough to look down at Adrian's face. His thumbs gently cupped Adrian's jaw, tracing the soft skin as if reassuring himself that he wasn't a phantom. Leaning down, he pressed a slow, reverent kiss to Adrian's forehead, letting his lips linger there while Adrian closed his eyes, melting into the affection.
