"I do," he said as he watched Bramen take in the sight of his home. He adores all the open space and comfortable furnitaures. He didn't understand how other Guardians stood the barracks.

Still, as much as he enjoyed Bramen's admiration he came up behind him and wrapped his arms around him.

"I would be happy to give you a tour," he said, his voice warm and seductive against his ear. "We can start with the bedroom."

An alien. His father would hate him for this but Dorian cared very little. He wanted this and he wanted Bramen.