Wyatt is weary. He's been alive for more than two hundred years, and all that lies before him is at least another two centuries of the same tedium. The tales and legends of vampires are vastly more interesting than the reality.<br><br>After another night of failed attempts at finding someone to connect with, Wyatt heads home, more despondent and alone than ever ... and comes across a young man being attacked. Though blind by conventional standards, Wyatt is nowhere near as helpless as people like to assume, and easily fends off the attackers.<br><br>In the aftermath of the attack, the man he rescued proves unexpectedly to be a light in the darkness Wyatt has endured for centuries.

Darkness Is Illuminating

“Condoms and lube are in the top drawer. That’s if you want it to go that far. We can do anything you want.” Wyatt doesn’t want to push his luck, but he really wants Noel. He would like the images in his head to become more than a fantasy. He wants to feel Noel naked beneath him.


“I want that. I want you to fuck me,” Noel says softly, and Wyatt hears Noel moving on the bed, opening the bedside cabinet.


Wyatt crawls on top of Noel, pinning him to the bed so he can kiss him some more. They kiss, hands wandering for a while before Noel must decide things are going too slow, because he rolls over onto his front.


“Want something?” Wyatt asks, and Noel answers by shoving a condom into Wyatt’s hand.


Chapter 12