Totoka River turn of the tides

she said fate could be cruel, to which he silently agreed. she went on to speak more, some of which he heard, others bits which he did not. even as she looked at him with that curious gaze of hers, all he could offer was a forced apologetic smile in return. he didn't want to think about this anymore, not right now at least.

he selfishly sought her comfort and aimed to bury his face into the fur of her neck should she let him. he sucked in a breath, the intoxicating scent helping to dull his senses and blur the memories that pained him. he was sure of it then, that a woman in heat was the most powerful drug he knew, and astaroth, desperate for relief, was slowly becoming an addict.