With an effortless lift of Gabriella’s body pulled into his own with a confident yet cautious hold, Maximus led his strong gait into the direction of the door motioned to by the lover within his arms. Although the room was pitch black and littered with crumpled bed sheets in the far right corner and an unkempt desk disorganized with stacks of paper dangerously high-neither of them seemed to care of this as he continued into the room. When the door was closed by the use of her body pressed against it, her feet were then returned to the floor as his body was present in front of her.
“Take the lead, my love.” Her body released a surprising exhale as Gabriella adored the nicknames he had spoken to her from the kindness of his damaged soul; singed by the unkind hand of life and the events of
