Luneshale Pass Saltanatın oğulları

Samirseti allowed the push to his head, his movements slow and deliberate as he leaned just enough to show he permitted it, not that he was truly moved by the gesture. Golden eyes gleamed as he gazed down at the wolf sprawled beneath him, relaxed yet brimming with a confidence that matched his own.

“You wish for me to be blunt, nefer?” Samirseti’s voice was lower now, rougher around the edges, his words deliberate and measured. “Very well.” He leaned closer, his teeth grazing the edge of Arslan’s jaw, the barest press of pressure to punctuate his point. “If you stayed, I’d make you mine. No questions, no pretenses.”

He shifted slightly, his towering frame pressing just enough against Arslan to make the weight of his presence felt. “I’d ensure you wouldn’t dare forget me, not by the time the sun rises, not in a hundred sunrises.” His tone carried the same confidence as before, but there was something sharper behind it now, a heat that burned low and steady.

Samir let a pause stretch between them, his breath warm against the other’s ear. “So, tell me,” he murmured, his voice dipping further, “is that the answer you were looking for? Or shall I show you?”

fade? :3