King Elk Forest born under a bad sign

He didn't know what to expect from the male, who did not speak with his words but instead with his eyes, pleading with him to continue. Lavish me with attention. The boy silently said, canting his head to the side. Touch me. 

Miraak's head moved forward, his muzzle pressing against the boy's cheek gently, breathing into his fur before he tentatively licked him.