Hideaway Strath It’s crazy what you’ll do for a friend

As he explains, Simmik takes a seat before him. As he finishes, he watches her sigh. All he can do is look back at her with anticipation dancing in his eyes. Not quite sure what she’s going to say next. 

Then she’s softly pushing him with her paws, he doesn’t question it, he just listens. Allowing himself to roll to his side and fall to his back. Now, something else shows itself in his gaze — a different kind of anticipation. She crawls on top of him and he relaxes his limbs and body beneath her, a soft smile coming to his face. He moves his non-tender paw to rest against her side as she licks his face, he licks her back. 

When her eyes met his he felt his loins stir at the look she carries. Oh, god. That’s sexy. He can’t help but think. She assured him they could find someone for him to kill and in that moment, he knows that Simmik is meant for him. She knows all of his needs, his desires, his mannerisms. She knows him oh so well. She’s so accepting and kind, unless she needs to be rough with him, and usually it’s because he forces her to be. Due to some dumbass decision he’s made. Just like now. He honestly doesn’t know how she puts up with him. 

Love and adoration fills his canary orbs as he looks up to her. Lifting his head some to sensually lap at her lips he chuckles softly. 

“You really know how to make a man fall in love, huh?” He purrs, but his eyes speak volumes. Such genuine love and emotion rich in the swirling golden depths. “I love you.” He blurts out then, serious with his confession. “You know that?” He asks softly, despite knowing the answer.