It was a dark and stormy night. Antonio lay huddled under the covers, shielding himself from the cold. He began to cry, fearful of the tornado that was announced to come via the local news. Antonio's fear was like and endless pit. He was constantly falling into the darkness as it grew stronger and stronger. There was nothing he could do. He began to cry aloud, with no regard of who would hear him, because the storm overcame any sound that dare challenge its fury.
Then he came. He was like a lantern to light his way. William Jenkins, his savior. He was here to claim Antonio, and save him from the storm. Antonio was grateful for his sudden appearance, and then fell into his arms. "William! Oh William, I'm so glad you came! It has been so awfully frightful, and I-"
"Shhhh," William interrupted him. "It will be okay. I am here for you."
Antonio leaned in for a gentle kiss, but William pushed him away. "Not now," William said regretfully. "There is a larger task at hand."
Antonio brushed the tip of his fingers against William's chest. "My hero."
William rushed out of Antonio's house, with Antonio in his arms. William's strong buildup shielded Antonio from the rain. He was so beautiful, and Antonio began to drool when he noticed the rain caused William's clothes to stick to his abs.
William ran and ran and ran, until they arrived to a nearby tornado shelter. Antonio set him inside, and then retreated as quickly as he arrived.
Like the majestic creature of the night he was.