(CW// NSFW)
When Kian heard Yohan's words, he couldn't deny the spark of interest that ignited within him. However, an unsettling sensation washed over his body as he grappled with the reality of this situation - or rather, the dreamlike nature of it all. From the moment he laid eyes on Yohan in this room, especially with his hair still jet black, a part of him knew this had to be nothing more than a vivid dream.
Yet every sense felt so acutely real - from the scent filling his nostrils to the taste lingering on his tongue. It left Kian feeling utterly disoriented and unsure whether any of this was truly happening or just another figment conjured by his subconscious mind.
But no matter what thoughts raced through his mind now, Kian found himself helpless to stop his body from moving according to its own accord. He could hear himself speaking again even as one hand gripped onto where Yohan's palm rested teasingly against his lower abdomen.
