"Mngh... Raleigh."
The soft velvety voice pierced the sultry atmosphere. The brunette boy was laid on the large maroon bed, squirming and panting. The raven-haired man was standing on the edge of the bed looking at the boy with a mean smirk on his face. The boy was breathing heavily with his swollen and bitten lips slightly open where warm breath escaped through it. His whole body was full of purple marks and bites making him look he was just ravished by a wild beast, a hungry one. That beast was none other than the raven-haired man who was narrowing his eyes as if he was hiding his darkest desires and admiring the boy.
"P-Please, Raleigh."