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

The Grandmaster smirks devilishly when he hears the sweet noises spilling from the other males mouth. It makes his ears perk up and face him, only shifting occasionally. It only makes everything so much better when he’s towering over him and he’s slinking paws around his neck and shoulders. The brindle male takes advantage of Patroclus’ position and nibbles at his throat. He loves the feeling of him wrapped around his body and he decides he wants it to happen more often. He hasn’t had such a strong pull to another male in some time and he misses it. 

Until he knows he has to get up sometime. With a low groan he’s raising to his full height and smiles down to him. “How do you feel about having breakfast with me, sweetheart?” He asks confidently, as if he knows the other wouldn’t deny him.