The Cost of Desire

Warm.

It was so warm.

Everything around me felt like it was burning, our skin already flushed enough from the training just prior.

…And I wanted more.

With one hand tangled through his dark hair, my other was tracing slowly down the front of his chest, feeling every muscle under my touch. And Goddess was it flawless. His body moulded against mine perfectly, as if it had been made to fit there.