Brent had worried that he would change on the cellular level if he got more intimate with Sergei, and he was right to worry.
Each touch, each caress, each kiss and lick and bite had Brent feeling like he was never going to be the same again. His body shivered, quaked at the way that Sergei was touching him. It might have been unkind to Sergei, but Brent was used to Espers and Guides touching him in a certain way.
With expectation, desire and a looming possessiveness of something they had no right to be possessive of. Sergei, however, didn't touch him in the same way. While some people had thought that Brent was something to desire, they hadn't really considered him something to worship. That was not the case with Sergei.
