Chapter 63.
Sebastian stood there, eyes stacked on Kairen's majestic body movements as he changed his clothes. His gaze trailed from the sharp lines of Kairen's face down to how smooth and clean his skin looked, glistening faintly under the white light. He swallowed hard. A ring of sweat slipped down his temple, yet he didn't move. Sebastian was lost—lost in the sight, lost in the shape of that lean frame. His eyes traced how the boy's waist dipped, small and snatched in a way that drew too much attention.
Seeing Kairen bare kindled a different kind of fire in him—a fire he didn't realize had always been quietly burning from the very beginning.
Many thoughts unravelled in his mind—dark, intrusive, naughty thoughts that came in flashes he couldn't control.
What would that body feel like pressed against his? So small he could crush it in minutes. So delicate, it almost begged for touch. He blinked rapidly, jaw tightening.
