Eyes like Crimson (Burn in the Passion)

Eijirou chuckled an almost evil sound. He lost every hint of sunshine, making way for a much darker aura. His hands danced across Katsuki’s shoulders, his fingers tightening almost dangerously. A shiver ran down Katsuki’s body, his hands tightening and releasing as he simply stared into Eijirou’s eyes. He was sending a silent warning, then retracted his hands and placed one on his own hip. “Strip.” Katsuki blinked. A bolt of electricity jolted down from his head right down to his cock. Eijirou’s words were absolute, especially behind these closed doors. “No.” Or, sex. They have sex. Note: Please ask before reposting my work!