Fox's Glade Second Decisions

there had always been something curved and unspoken and thrumming between them.
merrick had not attempted to understand it, nor put words to it; his carnal desires had been for a while now satisfied by the ardency of his nightshade.
but it was not a pure desire that pressed itself into artery and bone now; the singular eye remaining to him was beset by the moonlight of all the things held back behind ulysses' own.
intriguing, the boy decided, arching a vain brow at the great man's admission.
"well, you've found me," merrick whispered throatily, pausing to turn in a quick, mocking circle for a look-over. 
a smirk, and then he forged forward through the snow. "where else did your travels take you, ulysses?" merrick inquired, disliking this new feeling of unsurety around his companion, wanting nothing more than to have it leave him.