Bitterroot Valley may we stay lost on our way home

Total score. His not-the-best-ever flirting had worked enough it seemed.

An almost sweet smile crossed the beefy male's features at the touch. This was pretty damn nice. He deserved this a lot more often. It was silly to think but perhaps he could find the gold-kissed male when he needed this. Outlander felt a little sleazy thinking that but...it wasn't like either one of them had any complaints so far.

Lead the way. He accepted the trailing and kissing. When the stranger pulled away, Outlander dared to move forward. If it would be allowed he would run his teeth through the ruffled fur on Alarian's neck in a combing fashion.