It wasn’t long before Enkiel came towards the two, as Helotes swiveled an ear to listen to Zana’s gratitude. He wasn’t quite sure what she was thanking him for, but it made him feel even more depressed then before. Why would anyone thank him now? He had failed, he had not shown Inferni’s strength through his own. Once he had fully recovered he would have to prove himself again by training hard to make up for his mistake
The small jackal male straddled Helotes, which didn’t much bother the Lykoi; he had been with men before, though it was while intoxicated. Helotes did not have much of a personal bubble, which came in handy when being a close hands fighter… or lover for that matter. He smirked at this thought but it was quickly twisted into a yowl of a mix of pleasure and pain as the Doc applied pressure to a sensitive part of his shoulder. Helotes suddenly fell into pained giggles; the touch both hurt and felt so good that he wasn’t sure whether to cry or laugh.
Biting his lip to shut himself up, he relaxed the best he could and listened as Enkiel mentioned how close the bitch had come to really hurting him. This sobered the Lykoi up, and he looked at the floor in thought; he never wanted to be put into that kind of situation ever again.
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