POV: Lucien
I wanted to keep going. Dear Goodness how much so I wanted to, to carve his insides into my shape, to puncture him right in between the neck and shoulder, to mark him as mine, his excited smell engulfing me, robbing me of my sanity little by little… and I'm afraid I would have kept going as long as that feeling lasted if I had not been shocked away from my deliriousness state when I made him cum from the first of many times I intended that night when something strange happened…
When someone, no, when something came to light.
But that was impossible, wasn't it…?
It appearing here, with him, after this long… what did it mean exactly? I mean, I know he is the same and yet he is someone completely different, and at the end of the day I'm just happy of having him, my mate, back to my side but still…
(Ŏ艸Ŏ)
Let the smut begin!