Monitorage (FN)

Nombre de messages : 34 Date d'inscription : 07/09/2006

Instead he ran his hands over Coryn’s body, following the contours but never touching. Above his closed eyes, lines of concentration furrowed his brow

Nombre de messages : 104 Date d'inscription : 07/09/2006

Coryn had not felt anything, except perhaps a faint warmth from the other man’s hands. Now something airy as a feather whispered over his skin, cool and not at all unpleasant. It warmed, sinking ever deeper until it became a part of him.
Soft gray-blue light filled him as if he were made of glasse.