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

Kynareth grins at the low hum that comes from the other, giving him his own hum in reply. It’s a smooth deep sound that makes it sound like he’s satisfied. Though when it seems like the russet male is peeking up at his question and whispers out a desperate and hopeful yes and even better a please, Kyn feels his fur heat up. It pleases him to absolutely no degree that this fine specimen wants to be stuck to his side as often as the Grandmaster is willing to allow it. 

His smirk widens at his passionate answer. “You’re greedy. Aren’t you, sweetheart?” He’s asking in a deep purr, moving to muzzle his nose into the spot just beneath his ear. “I want you to be greedy. I like it.” He finishes devilishly.