Burning, Burning { #bram/hien | #nsfw }

Bram watched him, flushed with pleasure and warm in the firelight, and miraculously fell even harder. He traced his hands up his sides to rest at the bow of his waist. His dark hair was a mess. His hazel eyes were intent on what he was about to do. "Hien," he begged softly. { #bram/hien | #nsfw }

In the warmth of night 🌠 { #bram/hien | #nsfw }

“We could’ve gotten caught,” Bram reminded him. Hien’s pleased grin announced how little that seemed to matter. “That was half the thrill, was it not?” { #bram/hien | #nsfw }

A semi-risky post-sparring match cooldown 🔥 { #bram/hien | #nsfw }