Sunset Valley love makes hunters of us all [m]

Sure thing 

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Derg nodded, swallowing.
He wanted this, with him. It felt wrong, it felt right. He was happy, he was disgusted, warm, cold.
Every binary opposite conflicted and warred within him.
He ignored every single one because every time he thought of it, the good feeling came to him first.

He let his paws carry him after the man, feeling like he was out of his body, walking on a cloud, flying like an eagle. Felt like he was walking through thick sludge, sinking deeper into a depthless bog.
He pushed himself to walk by the side of the man, glad for the company and relief he offered. 
He was happy and suspected he would be for some time.

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