He closed his eyes. Printed within his eyelids, he saw Val's enchanting gaze staring back at him - and he shuddered. He ran one hand across his own bare chest - in his mind, his fingers became Val's. If only, he wished, if only he could be there, holding him - even only once; even only once. He could not deny how much he wanted him, how much he wished to know his embrace. His hands moved downwards; he undid the buttons on his pants. Right about then, Adrien thought, Val's image was being wished into existence by a summoner. He, however, did not wish for Val's image - he wished for Val.