Chapter:-9

Adom has known for years now that Ash would be the death of him one day. He just never imagined that it would go down like this, with Ash sitting on Adom desk, asking Adom to consider having sex with him.

"You're actually serious?"

Ash nods. "As death," he says.

Adom stares at him, and prays that he's going to wake up from this absurd dream soon.

"Think about it!" Ash leans closer. "We've got to do this anyway at some point, and honestly, I'd rather do at you over anyone else in this place."

Adom pinches himself discreetly. It hurts. He really isn't dreaming; Ash is finally trying to murder him.

It's...harder than Ash expected it to be, having Adom around him all the time and getting to do all sorts of things with and to Adom , but not being able to kiss him.

In his defence away from Adom is a very long time, long enough for all the immunity he used to have built up against all these urges to kiss Adom to be completely useless now.

And besides, Adom at twenty-five is markedly