Fox's Glade Get nothing done

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He seemed enchanted.
Enthralled by Earp's gaze.
It wasn't all bad, it seemed.
He was in the motions of how to reach out to grab the boy in his head, but before he could put theory into action, spindly legs seemed to take the coywolf away.
Carried like a leaf on a swift wind.

Earp stared after him.
Longing. Desiring.
"Fuck," he breathed. Feeling the heat now as he watched that tucked tail disappear.
For now, he'd have to make do.
Earp rose up onto his hind legs against a tree.
Rocked his hips, using it to please himself​ in place of Charles.

And soon after, he was gone.