Reopening old wounds
Wahid stood still with a frozen smile and cold feet. What did the man just say? By the way, why does he look awfully familiar? The shirt that was in his hand dropped to the floor soon as his body was embraced by the stranger.
Xander could no longer keep still. His feet moved off their own accord towards his prince as his hands wrapped around him. His body shuddered as it became one with Wahid's. He closed his eyes and buried his face in the crock of his neck.
As Xander was savoring the moment his counterpart was in a state of utter confusion. His hands stayed limply to his sides letting the stranger hug his almost naked body. Na...Naked body? Wahid finally snapped out of it and tried to push Xander away.