Well, slippery and wet really was perfect in this situation. Especially since all Adasse wanted to do was touch Sorrel. So he put his mouth to the back of Sorrel's neck, breathing him in as his hand snaked around the other man's waist. Sliding his hand between Sorrel's legs, so he could grind up against Sorrel from behind him.

"Ancestors ... Sorrell..." He breathed out sharply and happily.