As the maids had already retreated to their room for the evening tea, there weren't any lamps lit along the way. And there wouldn't be as they were told to keep out of the way. But there was enough light to keep our path clearly seen as we approached Elian's bedroom. It was Elian's bedroom so that Adian didn't have to go through the hassle of dragging Elian back to his room after this entire ordeal.
The door opened with a loud thud as Elian pushed Adian with force into the room, their lips still very much locked to each other. Both of their scents intruded and erupted into the whole scene of the room.
Elian's hands are hard at work, fumbling with the buttons of Adian's lace shirt but in the end, he cannot find enough sanity to pull it out without losing his cool so he resorted to ripping it open. The buttons flew off in all directions.
