As if that was not enough to drive him crazy, his prince sank to his knees in front of him.
In the dim light of the bedroom, Phoenix looked almost inhuman, his golden eyes were lined with something dark and demonic, his lashes like ink against his pale skin, his pale, creamy skin making the shadows even starker.
Fuck! He was so beautiful. When he fluttered his lashes and looked up at him, Zane's heart almost skipped, his face was pure sin.
Phoenix leaned in, keeping eye contact the entire time as he brushed his tongue in a teasing lick across the tip of Zane's cock, drawing in the salty taste of his precum. Zane's throat bobbed and he reached out to grab the bedsheets besides him. Phoenix relished those reactions, savored them as he leaned further in, trailing his tongue in a stripe along the length of Zane's cock, "You do not know just how much I have wanted to do this. All those days, you would walk in front of him, calling me and seducing me."
