The need is, in fact, dire. It's a constant burn under Clive's skin, compounded upon by a primal instinct that says that Joshua's scent is his, for him, made for him. That, alongside the alpha compulsion to mate his omega before another alpha does, makes it near-impossible for Clive to imagine going without Joshua for however long they'll need to reach Northreach, butοΌ
οΌhe balls his hands into fists, tight enough that his blunted nails dig into his palm.
"If I take you now," slides between grit teeth, "I won't stop."
A warning, made without any reservation. Not even the obvious sin of bedding his brother is enough for Clive to consider a future in which he doesn't claim Joshua; that roadblock has been torn though like parchment, shredded in the wake of this unexpected reunion and his overwhelming need. He thinks he might die if he goes on being denied of who he knows now is his mate, fated beyond doubt.
"The Imperials will find you here, full with my knot." Lust-thick, near-delirious. Clive can feel his own musk grow stronger, intent coloring his desire. "And I dare not let them see any inch of you."
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Date: 2025-12-15 05:15 am (UTC)οΌhe balls his hands into fists, tight enough that his blunted nails dig into his palm.
"If I take you now," slides between grit teeth, "I won't stop."
A warning, made without any reservation. Not even the obvious sin of bedding his brother is enough for Clive to consider a future in which he doesn't claim Joshua; that roadblock has been torn though like parchment, shredded in the wake of this unexpected reunion and his overwhelming need. He thinks he might die if he goes on being denied of who he knows now is his mate, fated beyond doubt.
"The Imperials will find you here, full with my knot." Lust-thick, near-delirious. Clive can feel his own musk grow stronger, intent coloring his desire. "And I dare not let them see any inch of you."