Blacktail Deer Plateau st ashlar [m]

Rather than speak, Lasher half-turned and the look in his eye spoke for him. Peregrine gazed into them a long moment, then groaned low in his throat. Simultaneously, he reared onto his hind legs again, though this time he didn't just press himself against Lasher's hip. He aligned their bodies, just like he would with a woman, drawing his subordinate beneath him so tightly that his chin could almost rest comfortably atop Lasher's.

Instead of pausing again and overanalyzing the situation, Peregrine simply did what both of them wanted. Perhaps because of his crazy need or maybe due to the taboo nature of their coupling, it was only minutes before he grew motionless again, though he didn't immediately move away from his lover. Instead, Peregrine bent his muzzle toward Lasher's ear and whispered simply, "No homo. Taltos..."