A Song from Galileoh (ManxMan)
- Lecturas 344
- Votos 11
- Partes 2
"They say that if you love something, you let it go. And if it loves you, it will find its way back."
But Galileoh loved Rene too much to let him go.
Rene was alluring and cunning, never failing to anger anyone who attempted to get close to him. He was arrogant and furtively introverted, the latter being a juxtaposition to his hyper-attractive physique and the attention it gained him. He was possessive of the things that belonged to him, a haunting quality that was rooted in the depths of his chaotic heart.
Galileoh knew Rene complimented him like milk complimented chocolate; Rene was his chocolate.
However, Galileoh was allergic to chocolate.
No matter how much it harmed him, he was willing to endure the suffering for another taste.
Not knowing if the burning inside his stomach was from the chocolate, or his desire to submit to the man with burning yellow eyes.
(Warning: Adult content/ Domestic violence)
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