Swiftcurrent Creek too late; i'm coming undone

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Arric wanted to console him—that was all that came to the forefront of Akavir’s mind at the man’s words—not that they were true or deserved… simply, the Beta wished to tether Akavir to some form of hope, when truly there wasn’t one.

Eshe sought to look after him—and of course it wasn’t lost on him what an asshole he was in that moment—pining after another when he had everything he also wanted reight here, before him… willing to be with him. Wanting to be with him.

“Fuck is wrong with me, Arric?” It was a murmur—he waited for the fermented fruit—all too eager to simply indulge in something that could minimize what he was feeling in this very moment.