By the time he realized that there was another presence in the room, he turned around. He was about to take out his dagger but stopped when he saw that it was none other than Simon.
But something was off. Simon looked eerie. He was looking at Devon.
"Lord Simon... how come you are here?" he asked, and instead of a reply, Simon came ahead and suddenly grabbed his waist, pulling him towards him.
Devon was shocked by that, "Lord...Um-" he was interrupted again by soft lips against his.
His hairs were grabbed from behind, and his head was pulled in deeper against that of Simon's
Devon squeezed his eyes shut as his waist was grabbed so harshly and his head was pulled in so harshly that he couldn't breathe.
He gently tapped on Simon's shoulders as a signal to break the kiss, but Simon pushed him back towards the bed and pushed him onto the bed before hovering over him and kissing him.
