Help me.”Isaiah swallowed and stepped back, guilt blooming in his chest though he had done nothing.Alek leaned in slightly before he left. Gay porn Not gentle. Only watched.The walk back to the rectory was steep and stifling. “I want you.”Thaddeus moved fast. The moment he approached, their voices ceased.He offered a tentative smile. His forearms flexed as he gripped Isaiah’s wrists, not cruelly, but with ownership. Mine to discipline.”The word mine echoed in the air, dense with heat. His breath hung in the morning air, and the scent of firewood and cider clung to the breeze.He felt eyes on him.Across the way, near a cart of dyed wool and old iron tools, a young man leaned lazily against the low wall of the apothecary. The kind that sanctifies… and devours.”“You are not temptation, little lamb.”“You are the altar.”Isaiah’s fingers grazed Thaddeus’s shoulder, trembling.And then— He woke.The room was dim, heavy with the scent of cold ash and sleep.
