WARNING; MATURE CONTENT
As they reached Rai's room, Zade hauled him across the threshold of the bedroom and threw him directly onto the mattress.
Rai landed with a heavy, muffled thud, the breath knocked out of his lungs as the spring mattress bounced under his weight. He immediately pushed himself up on his elbows, his damp hair falling wildly into his eyes, his torn shirt clinging loosely to his shoulders where the buttons had snapped away.
The cool draft from the air vent bit against his bare skin, contrasting sharply with the residual heat radiating off Zade.
"Asshole," Rai snapped, glaring through the dim silver moonlight filtering through the window blinds. "My back was already bruised from the door, you bastard!"
To that,
Zade just chuckled.
Somehow it made Rai's sharp complaint die instantly in his throat.
Rai let out a long, heavy sigh, shifting his weight to sit back against the wooden headboard as he watched Zade step closer.
