Date: 2025-12-15 05:25 am (UTC)
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It is a promise Joshua knows Clive will make good on. Hearing his brother voice such salacious prospects has him shuddering beneath him, swallowing hot as he does his best to tell his own body to calm, to know reason.

"Then...let us away, before you've made it so our bodies cannot be apart." Founder, to imagine his own brother knotting him, heavy under his muscled weight, pressed face first down into a pillow...or against the forest floor...

No. He needed to focus.

"I am yours, Clive. I always have been...you just have to show restraint until we reach Northreach. Can you do so?"
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