The sound of his voice seems to penetrate Shrey's foggy consciousness. She feels like she's floating on a cloud, drifting farther and farther away from the pain and suffering that have become her constant companions. And then she hears it - his voice, singing softly to her. It's like music to her ears, soothing her soul.
As Quinn sings, Shrey begins to feel stronger. Slowly but surely, she feels herself returning to the world of the living.
a solitary tear slips out of my closed eyes as your voice slightly breaks but you steadily continue to sing as a team of doctors rush in
A nurse notices the change in Shrey's vitals and quickly informs Quinn that she's starting to wake up. He looks down at her, relief flooding through him. Tears flow freely down his cheeks as he leans over her, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead.
"Shrey," he whispers, "I love you so much. You're going to be okay."
His body moved in time with the music, swaying sensually. As Lucien sang, Quinn's gaze remained fixed upon him, hunger evident in his smoldering eyes. The air between them crackled with tension, every word sung seeming to stoke the flames of their desire higher. When the final note faded away, Quinn was quick to close the distance between them, pulling Lucien flush against his chest. His hands slid down Lucian's back, gripping the globes of his ass possessively. "You were magnificent,"
"Well did you like the song or where you too distracted ogling me"
With a smirk, Quinn pulled back slightly, a mischievous twinkle in his eye. His hand slid up to cup Lucian's jaw, thumb brushing over his bottom lip teasingly. "Oh, I enjoyed both quite thoroughly. And now, I think it's my turn to put on a bit of a show."
Quinn's grin widened at her blush and yelp. He chuckled lowly as he wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him. "I love it when you react like that," he murmured in her ear, breath tickling the sensitive skin there. "It only makes me want to do more."
As they continued down the hallway toward the exit, Quinn couldn't help but feel a sense of possessiveness and dominance welling up inside him.
outside there was mass of fans waiting for him most of them were girls
As they stepped outside into the chaos that was the fan zone after a concert, Quinn couldn't help but feel like a king among his subjects. The screams and shouts of adoration were almost deafening as fans pushed forward, trying to get closer to him or even just touch him. He snorted derisively at their antics, feeling Xouzya dig her nails into his arm in annoyance.
"Don't worry," he murmured to her with a grin. "They can look all they want."