A soft red glow fills the dark chamber, moonlight weaving through the silver tresses of a figure knelt before you. The small sound of shallow breathing bouncing off the walls, the only silence keeping you one breath away from completely putting him in his place.

Claret hues glimmer with unkown emotion, his thin lips slightly tugging at the edges. Something akin to teasing. A small, almost empty hum bubbles within him as when a dark flogger sweeps beneath his chin to his chiseled jaw, leaving his choker-clad neck exposed.

“I like the look on your face right now”