Greatwater Lake When that’s all behind us

It took a moment for Damien to process all the information. First came the rage, Asterr had not told Damien this before, that she had shared her body not only with him but with others during the same period of receptiveness. But then came the realization that first, she had met them after their own encounter, and second, she was in heat. He couldn't judge her for that, just as much as she couldn't judge him for indulging his desires of having her in that moment. So that rage became understanding.

"No- that's... That's fine, it's not your fault..." he tried to console, but looked away in an attempt to hide his own shame. He was the only responsible for the mess this had become, and now he could not think of a way to make it up to her and the creatures that were probably now stirring inside of her because of him... No - Actually, there was a way.

Damien looked into her eyes, her pale eyes of silver, with a shyness that he rarely ever showed. "Asterr?" he said, "If... If they were mine..." he stuttered, "Would you... Would you want me to be theirs?" he offered, falling silent to the realization of what he'd just said and looking ardently into the silver gleam of her eyes, looking for her soul.