A hot breath escaped luscious parted lips, heaving. Pale skin glistening with sweat. And his long lashes were moist with teardrops. He looked exquisite. Absolutely breathtakingly within the view of the man underneath him.
As he bounced, the youth's moan-mixed pants sounded so beautiful in Hadrian's ears. Shoulder's trembling, eyes lowered, and his painted red. Like a incubus brought to suck his soul and leaving him empty. However, Hadrian will never be satisfied. He wanted more. Those years of abstinence as he yearned for the one he loved accumulated into something dark and dangerous inside him. He was like a bomb, seconds from exploding.
