MASTERS AND SLAVES. (MxM)
Damon felt tears burn at the back of his eyes, but he refused to let them free.
"You've been awfully quiet lately." Xrysos's gentle voice spoke. That voice, low, rough, sexy, and strong, always made Damon's visions twirl. "Your eyes, they are so sad. I can see you trying to hold back tears." Xrysos reached for Damon's face and cupped his delicate cheek. "Is it something I've done?" He gently caresses the beautiful cheeks as his hands slowly go around Damon's face. The breath he'd been holding on for dear life came out in icy cold air, as tears filled his vision before rolling down his cheeks. "Tell me, Mon." Lord Xrysos whispered and Damon whimpered softly.