Hayden's lips were swollen, his body was filled with marks made by the man, and beads of sweat filled his milky skin.
Zenos captured Hayden's lips and nibbled on them like the most delicious thing.
“I'm glad,” Hayden said with a smile after a few minutes; his legs were wrapped around Zenos, and he occasionally let out a pleasured whimper. Hayden was glad that he was finally with Zenos. And all the bitterness from the past disappeared.
Zenos pecked Hayden's forehead and smiled at him. Hayden was stunned by the rare, beautiful smile, and he reached his hand out to touch Zenos's face. Somehow, it feels like a dream, but if it is, he would rather not wake up.
A peck on his lips interrupted his thoughts, and Hayden saw that Zenos acted like he wanted to stand up, but he held Zenos's arms and asked in a hoarse voice. “Where are you going?”
“Clean you up,” Zenos replied, caressing his face lovingly.
