Sixty-two

When I awoke, the smell of sweet bread and coffee steam surrounded me. Platinum brought breakfast.

He looked like a zombie though. If he looked bad last night, he looks worse today. I just noticed today, Platinum became so skinny. That's when I realized what was happening.

"Good morning." He greeted me. Still reeling from the heat of last night, I went ahead and attacked his lips with mine. Biting harshly until I could taste his blood. He whimpered probably because it hurts.

But he retaliated, closing his arms around me. We sat down on one the chairs, him sitting on it while I'm on him.

Clothes were thrown around. Blood dripping from our mouths.