Carlton's eyes fluttered open, and the first thing he saw was Alaric's pale, worried face hovering above him. Before Carlton could even utter a word, Alaric engulfed him in a tight embrace.
"Darling! You're finally awake! I was so worried sick!" Alaric exclaimed, his voice trembling with relief and lingering fear.
But unbeknownst to Alaric, Carlton was currently under the full influence of the fruit that had sent his mind spiraling into a realm of pure lust and depravity. His thoughts were now consumed by an endless stream of pornographic fantasies that would make even the most seasoned perverts blush.
As Alaric clung to him, Carlton's hands began to roam over his husband's body with a newfound urgency. He tugged at Alaric's clothing, desperate to feel his bare skin against his own.
