Haunted Wood mountains that are stacked with fear

Clarence is just a little in love okay? He can't help it.

This was... odd. Part of Clarence was trying to convince himself that Santiago was just doing this as a friend - someone who was caring for the other and just making sure he was clean and warm for the night. Another part of him was wondering why Santiago wasn't doing this to Serem right now, and was wondering if he'd done it with her before. Or maybe he wished Clarence was her, right now.

He shuddered when he felt Santiago's breath on the back of his ear and squeezed his eyes shut, biting back a whine. It was beginning to occur to him that he was being teased. And it was mean and it hurt, but Clarence didn't move away. Instead, his body did relax, but not for the way Santiago might've hoped it would. 

"You're being mean to me," he said quietly after Santiago asked if he'd wanted him to leave. "You did that in the mountain. Not... the licking thing, but the leaving." The boy held still, red eyes looking out into the forest. "Is it fun?" he asked, flicking one ear back toward the man. "Do you want to leave?"