<< Slave - Ramsey >>
When they entered through the doors of the pleasure house, they were immediately met with the scent of incense, heavy, sweet, and hanging thick in the air.
The walls were covered in low-hanging drapes of deep maroon and amethyst, with red runic lights embedded into the ceiling at wide intervals, bathing large swathes of the narrow hallways in soft shadows.
But Kai was struggling to take in the layout, or where the distant sounds of lust were coming from; not while Rami had one hand holding his hip and the other caressing the side of his waist from behind.
His heart was already hammering in his chest when a tall woman with long dark hair, braided down her back approached them with a smooth, unconcerned expression.
She likely saw sights such as this every night, and appeared entirely unbothered when Rami pressed his lips against the side of Kai's throat hungrily.
'Bloody hell...did they lace the incense with an aphrodisiac?'
