[ There was the peaked murmuring of people talking about what they were seeing, of a werewolf willingly submitting to the Vampire; though they did not know the whole story-- they did not see how equally the Vampire had submitted to the Werewolf, had done it willingly and allowed him to imprint on him-- to mate with him.
Perhaps if they were lucky, they would get to see that-- eventually.
Right now though he was sending a valuable message to Trent Ikithon, that the wolf was his-- and that his hold on him was non-existant. He would not make the same mistakes that he had with Caleb, there would be no precaution he would not take-- but also, Trent made Bren into a deadly weapon, and thereby this was all his fault that his hand was bit. So he drank deeply of that warm vital blood, the spice of it on his tongue as his fingers gripped at the back of Bren's neck; the blood nearly pulsed in time with the beat of the music.
But Essek's body did not stop that grinding, the part of his leg finding Bren's thigh where he rubbed up against him wantonly. ]
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Date: 2023-12-26 02:09 am (UTC)Perhaps if they were lucky, they would get to see that-- eventually.
Right now though he was sending a valuable message to Trent Ikithon, that the wolf was his-- and that his hold on him was non-existant. He would not make the same mistakes that he had with Caleb, there would be no precaution he would not take-- but also, Trent made Bren into a deadly weapon, and thereby this was all his fault that his hand was bit. So he drank deeply of that warm vital blood, the spice of it on his tongue as his fingers gripped at the back of Bren's neck; the blood nearly pulsed in time with the beat of the music.
But Essek's body did not stop that grinding, the part of his leg finding Bren's thigh where he rubbed up against him wantonly. ]