Unwilling to loose the opportunity, Peter's fingers stay occupied at the back of Adam's neck, finding the last of the heat settled under the other man's skin. Though he's unable to ignore the shiver that pulls up his own spine, Peter's still content to enjoy the ease of touch now, needing no rush to let his fingers go where they will.

Blinking up at Adam, Peter's well aware that he has next to no control over these things and it frustrates him immensely, that no ability renders him control over his own mind. But if Adam can do it for the both of them, then it's all the better. "You do?" Eyebrows raised in obvious curiosity, Peter's content to leave the actual location a surprise, as long as there's simply the temptation of something better.

"As long as one of us gets us there," Peter says, words wrapped around a sigh before he's leaning into Adam's fingers.