The thin nightgown clinging to Mikael's frame brushed softly against his skin, tickling his sensitive spots with every touch.
Nicolaus reached down and lifted Mikael's leg, positioning it on his shoulder securely. He nuzzled his cheek against Mikael's limb, the warmth of his breath feathered across Mikael's exposed skin.
"I wouldn't be able to stop even if you tell me to," Nicolaus muttered, his voice echoing with fervent lust. "Even if you begged," he added.
Mikael felt the rumble of Nicolaus' words against his thigh before Nicolaus planted a hot kiss on his calf, making his hair stand. Mikael's pulse hammered in his chest, rising and falling with each rapid heartbeat.
He let out a shaky breath, the words tumbling in his throat as he thought out loud, "...D, Do you... Do you want me to change my mind?"
