Phantom Hollow They’re trying to find it in someone

After Alduin’s half taunt-half offer, he watches the male lap a pink tongue between the toes of a large paw. Dark eyes follow the motion, as well as the motion of his tongue thereafter. Only to be met with that smirk once more. 

I aim to please. 

Alduin tilts his head to him a fraction all while raising a brow once more. 

Very well. I will share this meal with you. Though civilized I am not.

“Mm,” The hellhound hums absentmindedly, lowering his head to the kill in preparation to drag it to dry land. His eyes never leave the other man’s scarred visage though. “Then that makes two of us.” He supplies back drably.

He finally drops his gaze to wrap teeth around her ruined neck once more. A soaked pelt reveals the thick muscle underneath as he hobbles back to shore and drops her there. A simple gaze back up to his only living company signals the okay for him to come near.

Before the hellhound takes a bite though, he attempts to hold the other man’s eyes. “What’s your name, stranger?” He drawls in a rasping tone, looking upon him with muted curiosity but his expression tells nothing more.