His eyes were drawn towards the lake, the serenity of the beauty surrounding him did nothing to soothe the burn inside his heart. If only he could extinguish the blazing fire with that water but the more he looked towards it his heart burned with unquenchable desire. Everytime he closed his eyes he could feel your soft lips on his warm skin, or his warm lips on your cold skin, which shivered each time he had trailed his lips along your skin. He could feel his breath becoming heavy whenever he tried to remember that particular event. He couldn't keep it out of his head.

The memory only fueled his desires more. He clenched his fist as he remembered how willingly you had submitted to him, how you had allowed him to touch you when he was at his lowest and needed you the most. He still couldn't believe how his rut had overwhelmed him. It had never happened before. He had always been in control of himself, he had trained himself then how could he? He wasn't supposed to show his most vulnerable and raw self to anyone but here he did that in front of so many people.