Feel Me...

ulped, swallowing the dread pitting his stomach. He nodded then made a 'U' turn from the kitchen door and took the

re knocking softly on the heavy door. Bre

e with an arm thrown over his eyes. About two or three buttons on his shirt were unbuttoned exposing

ou." Brennan ordered softly, not

pecially in this scenario. He had sworn that nothing would ever bring him here; alone with Brennan. Not wanting

ing his voice. Toran lifted his eyes and saw that Brennan had lifted

and stopped withi

he front of his desk. He perched at the edge, watching Toran intently then motioned him closer with his fingers. Clos

n the desk, then made quick work of unbuttoning his shirt, "I need you to do

no, no! This was exactly how it started. He slowly lifted his gaze to Brennan watc

ran." He stated softly, watching uncertainty flicker across the young boy's face. The pain engulfed bot

rs in the bathroom for the bottle of lavender oil and a small towel which he used as a compress before placing it back

pulling the leather chair to give him room for m

te shirt, folding it neatly on the de

ist clad in soft black cotton slacks, then to the heavy ink-work which he knew covered the entire left

ts at the back of his neck and began a light but firm massage. He felt those artful, skillful f

ting of his muscles and the feel of Toran's hands on his body. The sensati

aused mid-way.

ease, c

an known of, would make him bolt out of his office in a heartbeat. Speaking from his point of view. He had to

Proceed to the second

oran said

lder, "The cold compress you

rig

ed back to the couch he previously occupied with a tired sigh and bent his head, listening to the quiet movements Tor

your head."

erest, only to be blinded by a frigid towel over his eyes; the soothing frig

he secured the towel in place behind Brennan's head, then placed two ice cubes on both bandaged eyes. Only then

ut Brennan's hands clampe

ta

fully on his lap. He felt the hot weight straining behind the expensive black

d hear. He stared at the man reclined on the soft leather couch with his head dropped over the edge, the small cubes of ice slowly melting away as time passed. The p

long masculine fingers reaching behind the dark blonde

inally, he succeeded in removing the cloth, dropping it in

y in front of him, his silence mad

to be of assistance." He made to climb off once more and Brenn

you permissi

umbled in apology, dutifu

ld intent. "You've avoided me since our last encounter, I'd very much like to know why." One hand tugged at his left shirt sleeve

my jurisdi

attention on rolling the sleeve of his shirt over

not pr

with a slight frown. "Yet you're

me, Bre –, sir." At Brennan's stare, he swall

g Toran's nape, he slammed their lips together; tasting the surprise and

eleased him immediately, reclining deeply into the sofa. Snatching another cube from the small

nan's body tighten with lust. He brutally clamped down the surge of

ening neck coated with a fine sheen of perspiration, "From now you will address me properly. Do you

." Toran

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