Adrien dropped his pants to the floor, then lowered his underpants to stroke himself. If he had been the one to summon Val, he would have only wished for his happiness. Words would not speak of love, but, in silence, he would offer himself to Val. Adrien bent forwards further as he imagined Val's body, warm against his back; he thought of Val's fingers grasping his buttcheeks, opening him - and then sliding inside. Adrien's vision flickered as his arousal grew; there was now a quiver in his breathing - he imagined Val's moaning as he pushed within him, his hands as they held his body, and he reached his orgasm.