Mar 8, 2018
Zen slips into the chair behind the agent. He had been sitting in exactly the same place when the actor had left for his show several hours earlier. The only difference now was a larger collection of empty foil bags and pop cans strewn around the zone. His hands wraps around the slim waist. He nuzzles the man’s ear, causing him to turn. Scarlet eyes hold an intensity as they gaze at the younger man. “Enough work, Luce. The agency has had you all day. You’re mine tonight.”
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