He had been too sheltered to anticipate how powerful the sensations could be.
Rafayel's mind raced as Thomas continued, but his thoughts were clouded with confusion and desire.
He had never expected to feel so overwhelmed.
"I'm sorry... Raffy… I lost control again. It was my fault… I lost my reason because of how adorable you are. It was still too soon for you, wasn't it? Let's stop here for today..."
As he said this, Thomas gently pulled the sheets over him and kissed his cheek.
When Rafayel looked at Thomas's face, he saw a deep expression of disappointment on his face, and it pricked at his heart. But he knew he couldn't handle any more right now—there was nothing else he could do.
Instead, Rafayel softly called, "Brother…" and when Thomas leaned in, he kissed him with a light chu and whispered, "I'm sorry… okay?"
