Bearclaw Valley they served you venison and morphine

He let the silence settle between them, not wanting to ruin anything further. Outlander would wait forever if it was for Alarian. Was that foolhardy? Most likely but he cared little. He could not stop himself from moving a bit closer when the broken words first came out. His heart ached in a way he could not fully explain or understand. It simply did.

I'm positive. I want to ignore the warning, Alarian. It's a soft plea as his peach gaze examined the face of his companion, looking for some sort of reaction. Outlander cared little for what might come from the end of any sort of relationship they might have. He simply wanted to have him for some space in time to himself, even if it wasn't forever. The look in Outlander's eyes said it all.

Hurt me because he wanted it more than he could admit it.