Yuta dreamt about his family again.
Another nightmare.
He could still hear little Kira's voice calling out to him in the dream and everything about it had been so vivid and horrifying, watching a thick dark void swallow his younger cousin.
"Who is Kira?" The thunder in Elrien's voice jolted Yuta awake. It was low, sharp, and dripping with displeasure.
Yuta blinked and found himself beneath the familiar black and gold tapestries of the large canopy bed in Lord Elrien's chamber.
Yuta hesitated too long to respond and the dark line carved deeper into Elrien's features. The name Yuta had cried out in his sleep lingered like poison. Another person.
A male's name.
"It's my little cousin!" Yuta gasped when the sharp sting of Elrien's tongue lashed across his chest. Yuta's sensitive skin burned from the touch and his lips trembled as he realized that he was still very much naked.
Yuta was aware of his body aching now, every muscle he possessed was sore.
