He'd spent a few guilty evenings wondering how something like this would feel. He never tried to think too hard about it, keeping his thoughts focused on chaste things: prayer, meditation, service. But those were the farthest things from his mind right now.
It hurt; he wanted to push Mikhal back, but he also wanted him closer. It was a confusing and he tried to brace himself against the bed. His breathing was ragged, but through sheer force of will, he kept his eyes open and stared at the vampire.
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