Chapter 4
Yes, the young man was unmistakably snuggling up to him, encircling Armand's slender waist with a strong arm. His head was laying on the cardinals chest, golden mane fanned out on tanned skin. Richelieu gulped. Was Gabriel just in desperate need of warmth? Or was it something more? For now, Armand could do nothing more than watch those sapphire orbs flutter shut, stroking the other man's hair.
To himself, the cardinal was quite honest about his liking for men, especially the ones younger than himself. Of course, some people would say his Lord wouldn't approve, but Armand had studied the Bible long enough to know better.
God said that two men couldn't lay together like a man and a woman could. Anybody with even the slightest sense of human anatomy would confirm that that was, indeed, impossible. Given, people could call it a loop hole, but God is perfect and can't make mistakes, so a loophole was impossible. It was just not for the simple-minded.
Could it be possible that Gabriel felt the same? Not many men did, or at least would admit it if they did, much less to a cardinal. But did the younger man even realise who he was dealing with? Of course, Armand had told him, but had he been able to take it all in while in this state? It was obvious he felt a bit better than before, worse was near impossible, but was he well enough to completely make sense out of the situation? Probably not. Even Armand couldn't fully make sense of it all and he was feeling surprisingly well. He wrapped his arms around the other man and allowed Gabriel to rest, a small smile gracing both their faces.
