Panting, I braced myself heavily over the marble sink, containing each breath. Tremors wracked my body, uncontrollably, as I fought to compose myself, to quell the tempest within, the horror of such a dream, steeped in such carnal desires—it was always Eldrion. Always has been him. Yet somehow—somehow, darkness had crept in, tainting the vision, morphing Eldrion’s face into his, his eyes, his lips, his fingers!
Cursed be my eyes for witnessing such scenes! – my mind for mustering such a dream—
I shuddered. The heat between my legs had subsided, but another sensation arose, a burning, searing through my insides, spreading as I clenched against the marble sink, my knuckles white with strain, drained of vitality. My veins throbbed, my muscles taut.
I attempted to focus on my breathing—in t
