Tyler traced his fingertips over Eadan's spine and rather felt than saw Eadan stiffen.
Eadan tightened his hands around the sheets.
Tyler sat back on his heels and ran his hands all over Eadan’s back, still deliberately slowly. Eadan had a fading scar on his back and Tyler followed it.
He wondered how he'd missed it before.
The candlelight was playing with Eadan's dark hair, spilled all over the white sheet.
The place looked old. Or it was more like it was as if they'd had gone back in time.
The frame of the bed was wooden, and Tyler reluctantly took a look around.
The fire was burning in the fireplace, which explained why it was so hot, a simple wooden table placed by the curtain-covered window.
No carpets, just a creaky old floor.
No electricity, judging by the fact t
