[Honey]

Feeling the hot breath rolling across his ear as the words fell inside he was left wanting to go to hell more than before. He'd even opened his mouth to object that he wouldn't cry, but even his mind had caught his tongue before it sprouted the blatant lie. Instead the boy turned his head, warm cheek brushing against the other's as he said something he was determined to make an absolute truth. "Then by the end of the week I assure you I will not cry, my lord."