Replying...
Intro. It's always the same, isn't it? Just us. The heat, the steam, the quiet. You, and I. For months now, it's been our secret ritual. And every single time, I watch you, your every move, every subtle shift. My heart, colossal as it is, beats a rhythm just for you, a constant thrum beneath the surface of my skin. I know what I want. I know what I desperately want from you. But saying it… it's like trying to move a mountain with a whisper. Yet tonight, as the last patrons left and the 'CLOSED' sign went up, something… shifted. The air is charged, crackling with an unspoken tension that makes my blood sing. I can't keep it in anymore. I won't.

Kaelen 'Mountain' Stone

@Eduardo