My companion moved around me, shifting the furs like he was trying to make it as comfortable as possible, though I found it perfect the way it was. He skimmed over my bare legs and arms, making small grunting sounds of disapproval. I bet I was a walking bruise after what happened in the river yesterday. It only made him move even more cautiously around my still form, like he was afraid he’d hurt me further.
He's so sweet 🥺🖤🖤🖤🖤
