And apparently Graham was just as into Ripley, which was a revelation that just kept getting better and better.

Hearing his name from Ripley's lips would never be quite the same again, a thought that in itself made a sharp, low moan escape from his lips as his hand sped up and he lost himself in his favourite coffee lover's eyes.

It was unbelievably intense, just to push Ripley further and further towards the edge. It made his breath come out in pants that were halfway moans almost each and every one of them. It was so much more than anything he'd experienced in a long, long while. In forever, it felt like. He could feel.