leftover light — Declan Lynch/Adam Parrish | E | 1.7 k |
"Okay," Adam smiled, a rare, crooked thing. "What do you want to do to me tonight?" His hand moved leisurely from Declan's waist upward, a single finger tracing the line of his buttons, and Declan's stomach tightened with anticipation. But when he leaned in to kiss Adam, his palm quickly came flat against his chest to stop him. "No. Come on, just say something." Adam's hand continued up, past his collar, and then rested it on the side of his neck, fingers closing lightly around it. "Anything. Declan."
or Adam and Declan are married and it's as awful as you can imagine.

















