Luneshale Pass Hazırlıklar

As Arslan relented, easing into a deflecting state of teasing, Samir felt the tension ease. The adrenaline in his veins ceased it's relentless roar, the bristle of his black hide sated, able to relax against his coiled muscle once more. He heaved a sigh.

Then leaned in, his nose brushing against the side of Arslan’s face. How he didn't wish to be mean to his little red lion. "Forgive my outburst," he murmured, inhaling a quick gulp of nefer's scent. "Hot burns my rage, dark as Ra is consuming."

He conceded, letting long legs buckle inwards to fall upon the cool sand of the desert. He sprawled out beside where Nefer had cowered, long limbs reaching out, uncaring of his beloved's personal space.

A sheepish smile fell upon his handsome face, a desiring glower outpouring onto his love. "Tell me again how you plan to honor me, nefer."

His head fell back against the dirt, eyes fluttering shut. His forelegs unfurled, reaching to tug Arslan closer.