Regulus swallows against the dryness in his throat and takes the offered hand.

The touch sent shivers of want and desire through him and, before Regulus could think to stop himself, he was pressing himself against the other man. The scent that had just been 'nice' before was now intoxicating. He could smell it so clearly now that he was so close.

He leaned forward and nuzzled against Emrys's throat, breathing in his scent as deeply as he could.