CHAPTER ONE: HAEL'S POEM AND
DESIRE.

❛❛ ALL I DESIRE,
is for him to brush his palms against my
skin; caressing the soft flesh as we lay in
each others arm. In the final hour, my body
is his to claim.❞

theoretically, there wasn't any justifications for the next few minutes. the heat of his fingers were so gracious, and it felt warm against my unearthed skin. the touch was perpetrating within to deliver the waves of contentment and prudent goosebumps along my
physique.

my back arched, fingernails slowly sinking deeper into his tricep. the soft strength felt beneath my fingers bestowed upon his physique; quavering
as him and i were close to our
emancipation.