Sangfroid woke up, seeing Vladstin's sleeping face again.
He again had the urge to touch those eyelashes, and this time, his fingers moved faster. He managed to slightly graze them, before drawing them back. Then, not breathing at all, he waited.
No response. Vladstin did not wake up, and continued sleeping soundly.
But Sangfroid did not dare to breathe still, as he reached out to touch them again.
The feeling is barely there because of how thin and sparse the hairs were. like you could not tell if you really did it or not after doing so. But what really made the urge so strong was not the texture, not the action itself, but the outcome. He had touched Vladstin. Deliberately.
And he wants to know how Vladstin would respond once he learned of what he did.
