Lucian stood before the full-length mirror, his reflection staring back at him in the dim candlelight. With a deep breath, he slowly slid his silk gown off his shoulders, letting it pool on the cold wooden floor. Goosebumps prickled his bare skin as he stood there, utterly naked save for the ridiculous bunny ears perched atop his head, the white arm cuffs, and a tiny black tie dangling around his neck. The ensemble was laughable, yet somehow, on his slim physique, it only served to highlight his raw, primal masculinity.
A flicker of need sparked in his eyes as he caught sight of his own arousal, his manhood already stirring with anticipation. Lucian could feel the wetness gathering between his cheeks, his body betraying an aching hunger he had long suppressed. With a low groan, he climbed onto the bed, the silk sheets cool and smooth against his heated skin. He spread his legs wide, wider than he thought possible, until the stretch was almost painful. Almost.
