As I walk towards him, I notice how the shadows swallow him and how I see less and less of him until I do not see him at all.
As I near the spot, I notice that it’s a door.
Unlike him, my eyesight isn’t great and I cannot see that well in the dark, but I step into the room anyway. I stretch out my hand, trying to guide myself and to avoid bumping into a wall.
I feel a solid wall that is Tyran’s chest and I feel his fingers on my face, I taste his mouth and wrap my hand around his neck, deepening the kiss.
He moans into my mouth and pushes the door close.
It shuts with a small squeak from the hinges.
Tyran pulls out of the kiss first and I start catching my breath.
He leads me to the bed but he does not proceed to touch my clothes or his, instead he pulls out a small turquoise box fr
