| Schuldich grinned wickedly at the
fuming man
and stepped aside to let Youji see that his chair was placed beside a
bed.
A bed draped in black satin sheets, with artfully scattered red and
white
rose petals. A bed that was currently graced with the unconscious form
of his friend, currently stripped to the waist and whose wrists were
tied
to the headboard with silken scarves.
"Mouth watering, isn't he?" |
Thanks again Lady Gackt!
