Steam from the shower drifted into the bedroom. I could feel the heat of it in the air as I slipped out of my blood stained shirt and dropped it to the floor ( Read more... )

The tears burned my eyes as I tried to hold them back. I couldn’t let him see me lose my composure like this.

Christ stared back accusingly from the ancient wood panel. Time had faded the once brilliant colours and the jewels which had lined His halo were long gone, but otherwise the ikon was exactly as I remembered it. In one of my most selfish ( Read more... )

"I want you," he breathed as strong arms pressed me back against the bed ( Read more... )

His skin is flawless, a clean slate of pale flesh that I intend to make my mark on. The anticipation strikes me, clear and sharp, as my gaze travels over the fine expanse of his body. Creamy shading drawn over the sculpted ivory of his bones, he is a masterpiece. His eyes are a study in mingled desire and apprehension, and I stalk that gaze like a ( Read more... )