Inside the room, Lucien's arms were still wrapped around Rin's waist. Rin's head was pressed against his chest. Rin didn't know his lips had curled into a smile as he inhaled Lucien's Pheromones. It was more comfortable than being locked up in his room.
The hug had lasted longer than it should have. Lucien's hand lingered at the back of Rin's neck, warm and steady. Rin's cheek flushed red as he felt Lucien's hand rubbing his body. He felt his body getting warmer as he felt the small bulge forming inside Lucien's robe. Rin finally pulled away, face slightly red.
Cough. Cough.
"It's been two minutes already," Rin muttered, with his hand covering his mouth.
"Oh has it been?" Lucien smiled faintly, brushing a thumb over Rin's cheek. "I didn't count."
"Liar." Rin looked away, but there was a faint smile on his lips.
"You could spend more time in my arms," Lucien said, spreading his hand wider.
