Wagner echoed in the big dark room filled with art and burning candles. The bottle of red wine was already empty. Dorian took Angelique by her hand, trying to calm her down. The wine didn't help, but he always got, what he wanted. He started to unbutton his shirt, trying to distract Angelique with his touch and butterfly kisses. She closed her eyes, when the alcohol filled her veins and her brain stopped working. He gently started to undress her.
The flash of light was sharp in the dim light.
Another photograph of two male bodies passionatelly loving each other.
