137 Realisation

"You have got a little something…" Lyle leaned across to Raizel. The youth smelt of faint sandalwood and cinnamon. The scent tickled Raizel's senses leaving him dumbstruck and unable to react.

Lyle's thumb brushed Raizel's cheeks. The searing heat seemed to leave Lyle's thumb climbing down his body to his groin. Raizel leaned back, almost causing a mess in his haste.

He glared at the boy who took back his thumb and sucked it, his pink tongue rolling around his thumb like he was sucking something else. The images from the dream filled Raizel's mind and heat travelled from his ears to his cheeks.

He glanced at Ren who was eating his cupcakes and dodging on some paper. What kind of thoughts was he having in front of a child!

He glared at the culprit who was having some fruits like nothing had happened. When did Lyle become like this?

"There was nothing on my face." Raizel said harshly.