"Oh no!!!"

Repressed shouts rang out, mixed with the sound of things falling and scattering on the floor. The tall man looked down at the piles of paper, sketching pencils, and paint tubes strewn on the floor with a silent expression... He used both hands to slowly rub his face to regain his composure and let out a long sigh. In the white canvas frame in front of him is a naked body. He intended to paint it in the best possible way so that it could be exhibited at the opening of his close friend's gallery.

"Give it a rest, Gabriel."

Andre's voice sounded behind him. His best friend had a worried look on his face when he saw the many things piled up on the floor.

“You should relax a bit...we still have time. Don't worry.”

He turned his eyes to his friend for a moment. before slowly nodding in acceptance

"That's good too...thank you."

He went to pick up the coat that was hanging and put it on and walked out of the house...

The atmosphere of the autumn night is very cold. A cold wind blew hard, making my body shiver. Gabriel tightened his coat. He walked down the street in the old town area. Picking up the cigar in his pocket, he lit it. The scent of medicinal leaves mixed with tar helped him relieve stress.

Gabriel walked slowly until he stumbled upon a classic bar. He opened the door and walked in and sat at the counter in the shop.

"Vodka"..."Mojito"

Gabriel froze when he heard the drink order loudly ring out at the same time as his. It was then that he laid eyes on that person for the first time. A man with gray eyes and a charming smile

"Let's pour some vodka for you man first."

The thin figure next to Gabriel spoke. His voice was soft and gentle. Even though the band in the store was currently playing a lullaby, the tone couldn't be more beautiful than that voice.

"yes"

The bartender smiled drowsily and complied with the request graciously.

"I'm sorry. I didn't think you were going to order so I accidentally lost my manners like that.”

This time he turned to talk to Gabriel. The thin lips that slightly parted when apologizing made it even more interesting to look at. Gabriel only nodded as he nervously picked up his cigar and took another puff. At that moment, he heard a soft laugh beside him.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Abigail."

He spoke in a bright voice. A pair of beautiful eyes still stared at Gabriel.

"Gabriel"

The owner of the name cleared his throat before introducing himself in a curt voice.

"This is His Majesty's son...no wonder."

Abigail's lips curled into a smile that was difficult to guess.

"Vodka for you guys...and here's a mojito for you."

The bartender turned around after being busy with those bottles of intoxicating drinks. He placed a glass of vodka on the counter for Gabriel and turned to serve another drink to the person next to him.

"Would you like to share a glass, Gabriel?"

The owner of thin lips and straight light brown hair spoke to Gabriel again, smiling invitingly. Gabriel shrugged and reached out to the man next to him. Abigail leaned sweetly towards Gabriel as the soft sound of glasses clinked together.

“You...really look cool, Gabriel. You must be an artist.”

Abigail said to him. Gabriel's eyebrows knit together in surprise. The man in front of him definitely seemed to be good at divination.

"Huh, not really...I just like to smear things onto canvases...just give me another glass."

Gabriel just laughed and explained what he thought before ordering another drink.

The two were silent for a moment. Abigail drank her own drink but her sharp eyes continued to stare at the person in front of her unflinchingly. Gabriel looked quite serious. Even though he is an artist, he doesn't let his hair become unkempt and combs it into an orderly style. A recently shaved brown beard made this person even more attractive.

Meanwhile, Abigail was slowly observing the details of the person in front of her. Gabriel turned from the counter and stared at him suspiciously.

"Is anything up"

he asked quietly.

"No, I'm just thinking about what kind of work a personality like yours would create."

Abigail replied with a smile, handing her glass over to the person in front of her again. Gabriel drank several glasses as the person next to him continued to enjoy his first glass of delicious water.

"Nude pictures, or at least that's what I think they are, hehe."

The person in front of Abigail slowly smiled as the drink made him relieve his stress. Abigail smiled slightly before tilting her head in an inviting manner.

"I really want to see how beautiful it is."

"Do you want to go see it?"

"Can I go, Gabriel?"

Abigail raised her eyebrows in question.

"Sure...but just let me have a few more drinks."

Abigail didn't respond. He just let Gabriel soak in the clear liquor in front of him with satisfaction.

“The cold night is creeping up on us.

Only darkness appeared in the wide sky.

But I found your shining eyes

Suddenly a mass of warmth arose in my heart."

That time passed like a rushing stream. Suddenly, the two of them were walking side by side along the old road. The air gradually cooled down, and hot steam appeared from their mouths as they talked like a boiling kettle. The effects of the vodka caused Gabriel to talk twice as much as usual.

“And you, Abigail? What are you doing now?”

Gabriel asked curiously after he had told the other party quite a bit about himself.

"I'm a writer. Nothing is as interesting as you.”

Abigail said

"Have you been in this city long?"

Gabriel asked further.

“As long as you can imagine. How long will it last?"

"You're really playing with words."

Gabriel laughed, staring at the other person. The more time I spent with this person, Gabriel felt something more.

"Fascinating"

The voice in Gabriel's head echoed from his thoughts. Those gray eyes His thin lips were a faint shade of red, unlike his body which was as white as snow. The face is slender and the nose is shaped like a ridge. It seems like God couldn't have loved anyone more. Gabriel looked at the man next to him carefully, savoring the bitter taste of coffee from the tip of the cigar.

"We've arrived."

Gabriel said before leading the way to a medium sized wooden door. At the top of the cement stairs The iron key was unlocked and a strong hand gently opened the door.

"Come in."

The homeowner invites visitors to enter the door first. André must have been back for a while. He lives just around the corner.

Abigail slowly walked to explore the new place. He looked over Gabriel's many works.

"Is this all...all of your work?"

"yes"

"Quite interesting."

The owner of the gray eyes turned to the person standing behind him and deliberately emphasized the word "Interesting." He smiled slightly before slowly walking towards Gabriel, closer and closer...until. stopped standing in front of him Gabriel was slightly taller than Abigail in comparison.

"If you're willing...maybe I can draw it for you."

The soft words from the person in front of him were laced with a strange scent...a scent that was dazzling and hot inside. Gabriel took a slow breath and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"okay"

After hearing no response from the young man in front of her, Abigail slowly moved towards Gabriel. The two slender hands rested on each other's chests and slowly moved up to the broad shoulders... The coat was gently removed. Followed by the shirt being slowly unbuttoned by the other party, one by one, he realized that Gabriel's upper body was completely covered with nothing.

Abigail smiled, satisfied with the sight before her. Grabbing the cigar the other person was holding, he took a puff and opened his mouth slowly, remaining there, letting the smoke slowly float out. The seductive sight in front of him took the last moment of his consciousness from Gabriel. He pounced on the body of the person in front of him. Snatching the taste of tobacco smoke from those thin lips

Gabriel used his tongue to find the sweetness in his small mouth. Abigail submitted to the heavy kiss from the other party and cooperated well. The two bodies gradually became closer than ever before.

"The light of a candle cannot compare to a flame.

The beautiful chandelier is comparable to the moon.

Men from every area and every corner.

I can't compare you to someone in my heart."

The two pressed their lips and exchanged warm coughs for a long time. From hurried, it gradually became slow. Tilting their faces together to receive each other's kisses. Abigail wrapped her arms around the back of the man's neck while she supported his head with both hands as if it could easily be broken by a passionate kiss.

Gabriel was the first to pull away and turned his attention to that slender neck. He surveyed his surroundings with hot, moist lips while the other man threaded his slender fingers into his hair, wanting to relieve the thrill. The young artist's large palm began to loosen the restraints that were covering the other's body. Soon all of Abigail's clothes were on the floor.

A naked body appeared before Gabriel's eyes. He had to admit that when there was no cover, the person in front of him seemed doubly aroused. His pale body was laced with red marks that he had created.

"What are you waiting for, Gabriel?"

Abigail didn't appear embarrassed at all. Gabriel's beautiful face flashed a mischievous smile. Something strange appeared in the gray eyes. But only for the blink of an eye.

"Come on Gabriel, come take it. I can give you anything just ask."

The young man with the name attacked his white throat again and undid his pants. Abigail tilted her head to receive the touch and laughed a little in pleasure. Her mischievous mouth continued to caress the smooth white body and she slowly lowered her head. He kissed the pretty collarbone. Move down to the chest. before stopping at the small of her abdomen and biting softly like fangs.

"Ah..."

Abigail moaned softly.

Gabriel looked up at the beautiful face that was now looking down at him as well. He smiled evilly at the person standing in front of him. Abigail smiled back...

"Wow..."

Abigail cried out in shock as Gabriel wrapped her arms around his thighs and lifted them with all her might. He winced and embraced his broad shoulders. The two faces were close again.

"Go upstairs, it seems more appropriate."

Gabriel said before carrying the man in his arms up the stairs to his bedroom.

Gabriel used his back to push the bedroom door open. Abigail was placed on the bed followed by a caress from the person above her, rough hands caressing her smooth arms while his thick lips caressed the small breasts in front of her. Gabrielle trailed his lips from her chest to the side. The torso then slowly moves to the full hips. His desire surged unbearably, Abigail slowly rose up.

He leaned his face towards the young man on his body. He kissed the side of his lips and gently bit his sharp jawline, and Gabriel stopped as if enchanted. Abigail turned over and pushed him flat on the bed. Leaning his face to kiss his strong chest before moving his face up to meet those thick lips again.

"Don't delay, Gabriel."

Abigail said hoarsely. Gray eyes sent a pleading message to Gabriel about how strong his desire was. And just moments after the words of request ended, their naked bodies intertwined tightly. Gabriel offered his manhood to the other who gladly accepted it. The sound of the body playing in a slow rhythm.

Fast, sometimes loud, mixed with low moans and sweet cries, pleasing to the ears. After releasing all their lust, the two of them lay together on the bed. Abigail's real hand caressed the bulging muscles on her side's torso. As Gabriel's sharp gaze caressed every inch of his pale body. He noticed something on the other's plump hips.

"LUXURIA"

"Tattoo too?...Luksukia?"

Gabriel tried to read the black letters on her hips with an uncertain expression.

"Lucsuria...Latin, Gabriel."

"Lust..."

A soft voice said those words.

“I am a part of it, Gabriel, integrated and inseparable. Come on...come and find out the meaning of it yourself."

There was a soft voice from the person beneath me. Gabriel seemed to fall into a trance again. The reverie of passion...and even in the dark night That beautiful body still shines instead of the moon. The seductive look in his eyes made him almost crazy. There is no more suitable definition for that person than "devil."

“Hmmmm.”

A cold wind blew in from the open window. Trembling, Gabriel woke up and closed the window. He felt a slight headache from the alcohol, but he still remembered everything that happened last night very well. He let out a faint smile as he thought of the beautiful body of the person holding him all night, but it quickly shrank when he realized that the other person had disappeared.

"Gone already?... Haven't even said a word of goodbye yet."

Gabriel frowned as he felt a sharp pain in his arm. He raised his arm to look. Sharp eyes stared at the message written by the sharp object on his arm...

Many nights were taken away by the changing seasons. Gabriel devoted his time to his work again, slowly sketching the face onto the naked body. A face that will never be forgotten in my heart. When wanting to relax from fatigue from work He still frequents that classic bar.

But he never met the person he had come into contact with again. From days to weeks from weeks to months The air in the old town grew colder and colder. Gabriel unconsciously shed tears as he touched the canvas with the tip of his brush for the last time. Beautiful, so beautiful...

“Thank you all for your great interest in our little gallery. I would like to take this opportunity to thank my dear friend Gabriel for standing by me. always support me Thank you very much, dear friend.”

André thanked the guests for attending the opening of his gallery and did not forget to thank his dear friend Gabriel.

“You're always welcome, friend.”

Gabriel smiled.

“To André and Gabriel.”

Their friend who was at the event spoke and held up a wine glass in her hand, and everyone in attendance did the same to her.

“To us”

André raised the wine glass in his hand.

“To us”

Gabriel said, reaching out his wine glass and clinking it lightly against Andre's.

The young artist silently walked around admiring his friend's work. Every picture conveyed the artist's mood at that moment. Some were sad, some were happy, some were curious... like his paintings.

Gabriel fell into a trance for a moment. He was thinking of a person...a person who only a second's contact would be enough to remember for a lifetime. As he was letting his thoughts take over his mind, his eyes suddenly caught sight of someone familiar to him walking quickly behind the piece.

Gabriel half-walked, half-runned, frantically searching through the intricate artwork displayed throughout the gallery. The many guests at the event made it difficult for him to move.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

He had to apologize along the way, knowing that he was interfering with other people's enjoyment of art. But when he walked past the group of people, he found only emptiness...

“Wow!”

The young man swore softly in anger, he took in a slow breath to calm his emotions. But as he was about to walk back towards Andre, his eyes caught sight of that person again. Someone he must have met before. The young artist's face lit up with a smile again as his footsteps sped up to follow that person...

Who was standing looking at a large picture of a naked body? An image that Gabriel knew very well. He also knew that the owner of the body on the canvas was currently standing and looking at it. Gabriel stopped silently behind the man.

“This painting is very beautiful, don't you think?”

The young man who was looking at Gabriel's work spoke casually.

“Do you like it?”

The owner of the work asked in a calm voice that contrasted with his face that was now smiling so wide that the lines along his cheeks could be seen looking like the cracks of dried paint on a drawing plate.

“Yes, I really like it.”

At the sound of his answer, the young man in front of Gabriel turned around to meet his gaze...a young man with gray eyes and a curious smile.

“Hello Gabriel.”

Her lips parted as she slowly uttered Gabriel's name and walked closer to him. Closer and closer

“Huh.”

Gabriel considered the person in front of him and the corners of his mouth twitched up into a smile.

"Long time no see, Abigail."

"No...I haven't seen you in a long time, Incubus."

End