Breath

The boy refused to take a bath.

“Eric, I won't say it again! You stink! He stinks terribly. It's been days and you're still covered in blood. Someone will see you and you'll be in real trouble, boy."

“I am Keleb. The dog! I tore my master to pieces. I have tasted blood and I love it! I won't wash it. I want to wear it forever, like a medal of honor.”

Raymond's dark face contorted, his eyes narrowed. "Take a shower. Right."

The boy strained his shoulders and glared at his new owner. Raymond was so handsome, much, much more than Narweh, the trained male prostitute inside him was agitated by the act. Raymond is also stronger than Narweh, capable of causing havoc, but the boy won't allow himself to fear, cowardly before the man who is destined to be his new boss. Now you're a man, a man! He could make his own decisions about whether to wash the blood off his face or not.

"Is not!"

Raymond stood up. His eyes were hard and menacing. The boy swallowed hard, and no matter how hard he tr