His bedroom door wasn’t fully closed.

Eon’s broad frame was rigid, muscles trembling slightly, slick skin catching the dim glow of the lamp as you watched through the crack.

Soft slaps, wet, urgent squelches — repeated, desperate, filling the quiet room — as he clutched something to his face...

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