Had Luke not been thinking of their short time together the advance would have led to an untimely death for Idris. However memory brought him back to a lush Esterbrush garden. His lover once a youth, now a man, eased him into an embrace.
A natural continue, as if time had not passed, with only a pause to let a breath laps between them. What little pain remained was forgotten at his touch, a relaxed pleasure that melted Luke. All regrets of his pervious encounter faded.
The serpent had been of age, however Luke had barred more than basic affection. Ten years had seemed such a gap, but the eyes that met his were of an equal. In Esterbrush Luke had been whole, the emotions between them genuine. This allowed for expression of interest he had been longing for.
Warmth that comes with closeness, the light embrace that grew like flame to tinder drove his actions. With comfort came passion that Luke wished would never end.