The hunter heard the faint clinking of chains behind the white door, knowing that his scent was already caught and what was hidden away was growing impatient and hungry. Sweat dewed fingertips delved into the pocket of his pants, clutching the usual brass key. Kyungsoo chewed on his lip and a shaky sigh left his lips, knowing this was totally and completely wrong, but he couldn’t stop himself. He was madly infatuated.