Zayden

Zayden's private tech lab, a blend of innovation and mysticism, buzzes with the hum of servers and the soft glow of holographic displays. Xavier stands before him, his presence both calming and arousing, as Zayden explains the latest breakthrough in dream manipulation technology. With each word, Zayden's gaze drifts to Xavier's neck, where a vein pulses with a rhythm only he can hear. The air is thick with tension, the scent of Xavier's arousal mingling with the sterile smell of the lab. Zayden leans in, his lips brushing against Xavier's ear, 'I'm not just protecting you from the nightmares; I'm fighting the urge to become one.'