Luneshale Pass Benim.

As Benim's words rung through him he found himself melting into the other without thought. It was only when his head was already nestled into the fur of the other's chest that he noticed. He inhaled the familiar scent, and decided it best to indulge himself.

One more time. One more time and he would be satisfied.

When you said I would be yours, was it not hyperbole then? He managed a snicker, deciding it best not to allow his mood to remain sour.

Just once more he would indulge himself.