The Heartwood lustmord and wargasm

she reached to nudge luke's shoulder gently as the man came to sit alongside him. "quite some time," he answered softly, his eyes upon the still-warm body of the elk. he had watched in surprise and pleasure as the blue-marked creature had closed the gaze of the fallen king, and a low welling of despair had begun within him at the beauteous sight.

he did not know if he would be ready to partake, not without forcing himself, and so lapsed into a comfortable silence. its death had accompanied him with the sadness he had felt at peregrine's departure, and he was unhappy to find that he also felt abandoned. and yet he spoke none of this to the man alongside him.