[Peter moans softly into Roman's mouth as the other boy pulls them together again, taking his mouth and it feels like Roman's heat passes into his body, burns him up from the inside out. His hands trying to get to bare skin, greedy, when he has no right to be. But there's a chance there will never be another moment where he can be greedy. That this might be all he ever has of Roman, so how can he be anything else?

He'd breathing hard when they part, and he's nodding, a low murmur. There's a moment of hesitation, and then he's talking, a little too fast, like if he stops to think about what he's saying he wouldn't be saying anything at all.]

Yeah, yes, sure. But, uh, I wanna get you off too. Look, I know what you're going through sucks balls, but I want to make you feel good, as much as I can. Whatever you feel like.

[He's blue eyes searching greens, a hint of a plea. Much like Roman, he's sure that fucking would be a bad idea all around, and not for the usual reasons. But it doesn't mean they can't mess around, that he can't make him feel good, that he can't at least get him off and have that moment even if he loses everything else.]