Alexander took Francis to the bed and in one swift movement, he pushed him onto the bed. Francis was conflicted at that moment, he felt the need to push him away and a part of him was anticipating what was about to happen. He laid on the bed waiting and watching Alexander's movements very carefully.
Alexander took his vest off and got onto the bed hovering over Francis. He didn't say anything and just took in the male's beauty as he stared back at him. He didn't want to do anything that would upset Francis in fear of a repetition of what happened the other night. He needed the male to love him not kill him.
He laid down next to Francis still gazing at him. Francis felt conscious under his intense glare and shifted on the bed turning his back to Alexander. Alexander kept his hand on Francis' waist and pulled him close to him, he laid his head on Francis' shoulder and closed his eyes to nap.
