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

He felt vulnerable and exposed in every way. Physically, emotionally, mentally. He had quite literally bared all to this man and still he had been given a green light. He might have tried to engage again had Kynareth not moved up and away.

As expected this would draw a string of grumbled noises from Patroclus. Although they were likely more akin to little mewls than actual grumbles of protest. Head tilted back with his throat exposed and his gaze could only see the ground of where they had slept together. Still his ears worked just fine, he heard the taunting temptation from his company.

Only because you said so. Although he didn't yet make a move to actually get up. Instead he wrapped his forelegs around the thick neck of the Grandmaster and sought to pull. Or be pulled. Whichever happened.