Ouroboros Spine These violent delights have violent ends

Anyone is free to creep around or whatever but Olo is here to speak with [size=small]Adrastus.

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Aiolos could still feel the rounding of her hips pressed, the warmth of her tongue brushing through the short furs on his face. Her accented tongue, a melody to ease his worries away...

It was more then enough to pull him from the silent solitude of the island and onto the hostilities and complications of which the mainland often had to offer. But she was there, within those squat mountains and he had a promise to keep, a desire which burned like the embers of his eyes.

One might think having her time and time before physically would have been enough to slate the man's desire, but no. Aiolos had always been the lover and lover of many, but never the mate. This early morning, as Moon Mother still clung on in the skies to guide his path, the Greek came bound by his heart.

He calls out now, with the rolling slopes of Moonglow before him. His voice is powerful, pressing and yearning, but not for @Kukutux, not yet. He claims the presents of their firsthunter, @Adrastus.