Luneshale Pass Hazırlıklar

He found a sense of fear flow through him, an unfamiliar dirty feeling that he was quick to sweep away. He replaced it with his usual smug grin, for what else was there to do? This was how it should be between two men, after all.

Is this to say that you own me, Benim? He asked, Was it not me who claimed you as mine first? How cruel! Now his tone truly said that he was only teasing. If it was what Samir wished for, he would not fight.

If he asked him too, he would be his little wife, his sun, the sand underneath his gait. It did not matter so long as his love was his alone.

They would forge their home as one, and they would rule as one.