Read Shadows of Revenge :: wild beauty

Ryu returned to his mansion, the atmosphere thick with a potent mix of anticipation and uncertainty. Every step he took echoed off the luxurious marble floors, heightening the tension that pulsed through him. As he entered his bedroom, the sight that greeted him was simultaneously a reminder of his recent actions and a visceral trigger for his burning desires.

There, draped across the bed, was Yuuki, who lay in an alluring white robe. The fabric slipped slightly, revealing the gentle curve of his back and hinting at the softness beneath. Ryu’s breath caught in his throat, captivated by the contrast of the boy’s delicate frame and the raw strength that radiated from him. It was as though each detail about Yuuki—the way he wore his hair, the angles of his jaw, the curve of his shoulders—was designed to enchant.

The maid, lingering by the doorway, sensed the shift in the air as Ryu’s gaze fell on Yuuki. When he inquired if the boy had awakened, the maid shook her head slowly, confirming his silent dread. A mix of excitement and impatience coursed through him; he wanted to be alone with Yuuki, to explore the tumultuous feelings brewing within him without any distractions.

With a dismissive wave of his hand, he sent the maid away, closing the door behind her as he turned his full attention to the boy on the bed. He approached cautiously, sitting on the edge of the mattress, acutely aware of how vulnerable Yuuki appeared in that moment.

As he studied Yuuki’s flawless complexion, Ryu's fingers twitched with an urge to reach out. The boy’s blond locks, braided with care, tumbled down like silk, teasing Ryu with their softness. Tentatively, he leaned closer, allowing his fingers to graze Yuuki’s hair, marveling at how the silky strands slipped between his fingertips.

Yuuki looked peaceful, completely unaware of the whirlwind of emotions stirring within Ryu's chest. Ryu’s gaze traveled from the boy’s hair to his lips, and he couldn’t resist brushing his fingertip lightly against them. An intoxicating wild beauty emanated from Yuuki, igniting something deep within Ryu that was both thrilling and frightening.

The robe clung to Yuuki's form, the smooth fabric accentuating his slightly tanned skin and hinting at athleticism. Ryu felt a thick rush of desire envelop him, an urge to close the distance between them becoming harder to suppress. In that moment, the duality of his emotions was almost overwhelming, a tumultuous tide of lust and something deeper churning within him.

He wanted to claim Yuuki, to forge a connection that transcended the dark history tying them together. Yet, alongside that desire flowed the haunting specter of vengeance, a reminder that this boy was, in many ways, a pawn in Ryu's intricate game. Ryu struggled to reconcile his feelings, feeling the weight of guilt pressing down on him. What was he doing? Was he letting his emotions cloud his judgment?

Ryu had always been straight, the type of guy who effortlessly attracted girls. But now, standing before Yuuki, something shifted within him. It was more than revenge that drew him in—it was the unguarded way Yuuki's calm sleeping face, the slight way his hair fell over his forehead.

He felt a rush of heat as he caught himself staring, his heart pounding. Ryu approached cautiously, as if afraid to invade this light that seemed to surround Yuuki. “I shouldn’t…” he whispered, instinctively reaching out to brush his fingers along Yuuki’s arm.

Every touch sent a spark through him, igniting an unfamiliar warmth. He moved closer, feeling the tension between them grow, driven by a force he couldn’t resist. As he slowly began undressing Yuuki, his fingers traced the softness of his skin, each caress igniting a fire within him he never anticipated.