2/12/2025, 7:04 AM
Archon had never been at the receiving end of a male’s desires in the way that he now held Silvercreek’s attention. Outside of his recent divorce, there’d been only Hawking; a stag who hadn’t returned even a lick of affection for him and had always focused more on training; more on proving his worth to everyone but Archon.
And now Archon finds himself here, in Silvercreek’s sights, and he’s coming straight towards him. He sits a little taller, eyes lingering towards that thoughtful look that comes across the lighter man’s face.
And now Archon finds himself here, in Silvercreek’s sights, and he’s coming straight towards him. He sits a little taller, eyes lingering towards that thoughtful look that comes across the lighter man’s face.
A cairn would be a lovely idea, thank you very much for the suggestion,Archon says thoughtfully, though he isn’t skilled in such a practice.
It is nice to meet you, Silvercreek,Archon dips his head, glancing over him what feels like a millionth time, arching his brows,
is that so?He chuckles, ignoring the pitter patter of his heart as he strides forward, aiming to brush his muzzle over Silver’s shoulder.
Is that the only thing you wouldn’t protest to, darling?His voice is thick with a hunger he cannot explain.
