Cath
They lay on the floor of the small inn room, on their backs, breathing heavily. Through the withdrawing waves of pleasure, Cath tried to come back to the surface of consciousness, but all he could see when he opened his eyes was Red. His impossible, brave demon, who somehow had become the whole world for him. And it wasn’t even the blaze of the orgasm still rushing through his veins that made him feel it.
“You are still not finished.” He said instead of speaking all the other truths that danced in his heart, because if ever spoken, there would be no way back and things were more than enough complicated as they were to bring feelings in this impossible mix.
Red smiled like a cat with closed eyes and his small laughter sounded like a purr. He was purring now? How was that even possi
