[Even if it was a physical impossibility, Bren was certain he could feel all the eyes upon him, upon them. And it only drew another moan from him. Good. Let them see. Let them understand exactly what this was, a union of desire and claiming and trust. The bitemarks were still visible against the pale, freckled skin of his neck, and then everyone was being treated to a hell of a show of Essek's mouth threatening to bring Bren to his knees then and there.
The werewolf tipped forward, bracing a hand against Essek's shoulder, indeed relying on Essek for balance, for support.
His eyes were fixed on that beautiful face, on those lips wrapped around him. His hips gave an involuntary rock as Bren panted.]
Please... [More? Release? Merc? Anything if Essek was willing to give it.]
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Date: 2024-01-02 02:30 am (UTC)The werewolf tipped forward, bracing a hand against Essek's shoulder, indeed relying on Essek for balance, for support.
His eyes were fixed on that beautiful face, on those lips wrapped around him. His hips gave an involuntary rock as Bren panted.]
Please... [More? Release? Merc? Anything if Essek was willing to give it.]