Later, Dominic took a long breath, calming the rough rhythm of his breathing.
Lying beside him was his precious lover who is fast asleep. He was completely worn out from what had just passed.
Outside the shuttered wooden window, the sounds of morning were beginning to stir. The birds and other signs of life signaled the approach of dawn.
From a poorly sealed crack in the frame, a bit of cold air drifted in, cooling Dominic's flushed skin just enough to feel pleasant.
He reached over and gently brushing a few strands of hair away from Shiao Yi's face, watching him sleep.
That face, th peaceful and vulnerable in slumber, was something Dominic could never get tired of.
The red marks that were scattered all over Shiao Yi's skin, it was the vivid traces of passion he left behind.
His body, still covered in the evidence of desire, looked deeply sensual.
And just seeing him like that stirred up the heat inside Dominic all over again, even though he had just started to calm down.
