Nero ran his hand across Ayel's, brushing his rough fingertips across his skin.
"Are you afraid of me, Ayel?" Nero asked, letting a subtle growl leak into his whispering voice. Ayel's pupils dilated as his eyes met his captain's. He let out a shaky breath, fogging up the air between them.
"I am afraid of what you will do to me." He said, forcing his voice to remain steady. "I don't want to be a tool that you discard as soon as it has fulfilled its purpose." Nero's eyes narrowed, he bared his teeth and growled in Ayel's face.
"You Think I would use you? I am giving you my heart, leaving myself vulnerable, and you dare accuse me of manipulating you for my own selfish needs?" Nero turned away, and stalked out of the room, not bothering to look back.