Kaleidoscope I - The Glass Veil
Perhaps we might offer a cool massage in the outdoor baths?" "fuck... yes, plea--" adrian jabbed his husband in the ribs. "perhaps another time. maybe we should see our rooms?" "your lodging is the whole of the western wing.
The Junkyard
In his enthusiasm, he'd forgotten about all of the water that had sloshed over the side as they had bathed, fucked, then bathed again. **it's a mud pit out there.