Swiftcurrent Creek [m] hope ur okay

She tucked herself into him, and without hesitation, the man pulled her as close as he could, settling himself by her, wrapping him in her as well. She laughed as she explained, and he felt his own wry smile tug at the corner of his lips, smoothing a kiss upon her brow. “I tried to warn you,” he mused, and while the words and tone were meant with humor, there was a string of dark truth to them. “We’re a pack of assholes with a lot of drama and I have a lot of…. Baggage…”

He quieted for a moment—considering his thoughts as he planted another kiss without thought to her temple, his muzzle lingering closer—craving to be closer. “Let me know if you ever need help... I need you to look after yourself, too, Eshe.”