Ezra
Inside the room, Raphael still hadn't made an explicit physical move to touch Ennui's mouth, his formidable restraint barely holding his dark instincts in check. Unable to handle the suffocating, silent pressure any longer, Ennui began writhing softly beneath Raphael's towering frame, desperately trying to see if he could wiggle his hips free and escape.
In the process of Ennui shifting his lower body against Raphael's, a low, deep, groan escaped from Raphael's throat.
Raphael's long, dark hair fell forward, completely casting a shadow over Ennui's flushed face, making it undeniably, obscenely clear what kind of raging state the silent prince was currently holding back. He was an alpha after all, and having a beautiful omega like Ennui, with his scent and air of naivety blazing so treacherously, it was enough to bring even the strongest of men to their knees.
