Falls of the Hinterlands i was in, but i want out

He might have been worried, concerned even, but Kynareth soothed his nerves with that stylish playfulness. Especially his worded want for the attention and the familiar sensation of a nip placed upon him. Patroclus had not been born for the spotlight.

Yet here it felt so easy.

Yes, let them notice.

Let it be no secret that he smothered himself in the lead male's scent so early on and stole away with him. That he gallivanted like he had been here as long as the others. It was those thoughts that drove him to his next little action.

Let them. He cooed softly as he sought to brush his head along the other male. A few licks here and there for obnoxious measure.