Redsand Canyon The Fire Once Dormant...It Sparks

Donovan’s weight flops to the ground with a sound thud. The air knocked from his lungs for a second it doesn’t stop the excited smile that graces his lips. She’s doing well. Or maybe he’s not even trying. Wink wink. When really he doesn’t want to admit that the newest member is getting the best of him.

So he tilts his chin down enough to look at her and grin. The fire in his eyes announces something more primal than just his blood pumping from battle. He loves himself a woman who can beat his ass every now and then. She seems to be just that woman.

“You’re doing good, love.” He purrs up time her. “Admittedly better than I was prepared for.” He waits for her to pinch his throat to the point he has trouble breathing, bating his breath, but it never comes. He gestured comically between the two and chuckles deeply. “Go on, don’t let me hold you back.” He comments casually. As if they’re speaking of the weather. And yes to all those who’re suspicious, he is low key asking her to choke him.