Cedar Sweep Take you like a drug

He’s simply meandering along through the trees, not thinking that he’d be meeting someone so significant today. He thought today would be slower that it’s already proving to be. 

Yet a booming, accented voice startles him from his reverent staring at the ground. The fur along his spine prickling and his auds flick forward — he’s alert. At first he doesn’t recognize it until he’s turning to meet the source of the noise. The man continues, his grin horribly wide and full of mirth. Speaking as if he knows him — knows Kynareth. 

Kynareth’s mind slows to a grueling halt. His brain short circuiting and firing at a thousand times per minute. He knows who this is and he feels his heart lurch of of his chest and skip a few beats. Goosebumps would’ve formed on his skin if they were able. The usually loose, confident, and sadistic Grandmaster resorted to standing there like a deer in headlights. Not even responding to the embrace the male gives him. Golden eyes are wide and the rest of his face is horribly monotone, emotionless. The only emotion playing anywhere is surprise and it rushes through the stunning yellow of his eyes. If one even looks enough, they probably be able to see the overwhelming love that penetrates his gaze.

He doesn’t answer him yet. Rather he looks towards Nyra, only a flick of his eyes. “Leave us.” He demands quickly. Hoping he won’t have to tell his Overseer twice. 

Assuming she has, Kynareth would glance back to the male before him. Finally getting some of the rigidness out of his stance and loosening up. Then within the second a face splitting smile would appear on his maw and he would jump to high into the air one would like he was about to fly away. All until he would hit Matias head on with his own body and send them sprawling over the snow. 

All the while Kynareth’s yelling and mumbling “Where the fuck did you go?”,  “Why the fuck did you leave?”, and “Fuck, I missed you so much you handsome motherfucker.” Until he’s licking and lapping at his face, borderline whining and yipping from excitement. His tail can only wag so fast and he find himself panting horribly. Eyes full of want, love, and questions — so, so, so many questions.