Awaking from a deep slumber in the dead of night , Maddison opened his eyes , his body immediately tensing , aware it was not at home .
His eyes still clouded with sleep , blindly searched the room . The bedroom was plain with a lavish feel to it . The ceilings were white , a stunning golden chandelier situated in the middle with...real diamonds? , and gold rims around the edges of each corner . The walls were the same colour , decorated with expensive paintings of angels and naked people, the candle holders hoisted on the walls made with gold , the theme of gold on every object .
The bed was soft , lulling the sleeper to dreamland . The sheets silk and slippery , the pillowcases an innocent white with golden tassels at the edges. The duvet was cream with golden threaded details forming a floral pattern , Maddison's eyes continued to analyse the room eventually landing on the couch or rather the person slumbering on it .
Maddison had reached the conclusion, Louis in a panicked state took him to his estate seeking to provide him medical aid , which he evidently did . Touched by the sincerity of the act , Maddison shook his head remembering how well past events turned out when he'd express his gratitude.
Lifting his upper body , lower body in tow, he attempts to get of the bed , which proves to be a hassle especially with his newly stitched wound sending torrents of pain with each desperate movement. Still , it doesn't deter him from grabbing a blanket and covering Louis; shutting of the lights and retreating into his blankets .
It's the least he could for Louis , anything further would cross his limits and he wasn't in the mood to think about them .
Waking with stiff muscles was not Louis's ideal morning plan , but , that's just what you'd get from sleeping on the couch . Louis opens his eyes , quickly shutting them , not ready for the first rays of the mornings sun to wake him , was the thought that came first morning light .
Remembering the reason for his stiff muscles , he goes to see how Maddison faired during the night . Walking with determination oozing from his strides , he hovers over Maddison's face , noticing how vulnerable he was sleeping , how calm and cute he was when not always brooding .
His skin was the colour of wheat ready for harvest , his deep black eyebrows were soft with sharp edges at the end . His hair was shoulder-length , falling down in soft beach curls , bouncing with the slightest movement they were black , reminding him of a ravens feathers , they made his skin look divine. He had a nubian nose tinted pink at the end , his eyes roaming down till he found his lips.
He paused focusing his gaze on them , his face approaching nearer and nearer , him , he was unaware. His face so close , his breath tickled Maddison. His lips were heart shaped a glistening pink . Louis eyes continued downwards , overtaken with lust by the man before him , his hand reached out , seemingly struggling to control the urge to strip the man before them, he pushed away the blanket covering Maddison's collarbone.
Maddison was awake , aware of Louis is perverted touched , his fists clenching beneath the blankets , so much for the that gratitude he thought . Opening his eyes was a sight he was hoping to not once again see , a beasts eyes clouded with desire, he never called them man , it was a status too high for them .
He was overridden with anger and betrayal , his heart rate picking up , he was slowly blacking out , the last he saw of was his Louis's bewildered face .
The butler watching from behind the door rushed in to calm him , his last thought being " That lust driven motherfucker !!! "
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