It is deep within the night. Inside the cool interior of the luxurious bedroom of the Fraunces nobility's youngest son, a dim light, warm and cozy, illuminated the room. The warm glow kisses the messy silken sheets and the sweat-glazed strong back of the man moving back and forth. A quiet gasp sounded beneath him, belonging to those sweet lips, ravaged till swollen. Pale moist fingertips dug into the man's firm skin creating crescent dents from the bite of his nails.
Golden eyes opened slightly, filled with raw desire and the violent beauty of the youth underneath him. A crude hunger crawls inside him, tearing through his heart all because of the sweet whimpers that slipped from the youth's mouth. Ahh, such brilliance. A fire that could never be put out. A freeze that could never be thawed. All of him is sweet and fiery. Such splendor could only be his. Wild and sinister, the man grinned in his heart.
