Lucien's eyes darkened with something raw and hungry the moment the words left Elian's mouth.
"You… will?" he repeated, voice husky, as if he needed to hear it again to believe it.
Elian nodded once, already regretting the impulsive decision even as his pulse raced. "Only sleep, Your Grace. Nothing more. Only because you haven't slept properly for a while."
Lucien did not argue. He simply reached past Elian, opened the door to his own chamber, and waited. The soft click of the door closing behind them felt heavier than it should have.
'What am I even doing back in this room?!' Elian gulped as he glanced around the room.
It was strange, and it felt different.
In the past, he only entered here when Lucien wanted to fuck him, but tonight, it was different.
He was officially going to share a bed with Lucien and nothing was going to happen between them. Even his mind did not believe that.
How can he simply stay calm when Lucien would be laying right beside him.
