Raven's Watch a string of broken christmas lights

gosh so sorry

the redfox was in his space, her breath sweet with things she had eaten before. lionel stared helplessly, hoping she could not hear the thud of his heart inside its cage of ribs. and her closeness, the savage femininity of her being; it was all the mayfair might do to keep himself from responding, from being exposed in a particularly shameful manner.
"the watch?" he mumbled, clinging to the words as though they were an anchor being lifted from icy water. that was what he needed right about now; a cascade of coldest sea washing over every deceptive part of his treacherous body.
the stag was mesmerized. "are you the queen?" a whisper; voice cracking unceremoniously.