You Are The Only One (NSFW)

Tick, tack, tick, tack...

The only sound that echoed in the room came from the hanging clock on the wall. It showed six o'clock in the evening. The room was flooded with warm golden light from the setting sun. Ronan opened his eyes and immediately close them again.

No, he was not ready to wake up yet.

He did not want to.

He wanted to stay like this forever, lying on the floor with Lucien in his arms and inside him. He couldn't care less about anything else.

Ronan pressed his lips against the mark he left on Lucien's nape while inhaling his sweet scent. His nose caught the man's usual scent with a slightly bitter tang. A slight disappointment made his heart go heavy. The rut was officially over.

"Mm..."