[So much of Leona's life has come down to disappointment from the people who should have been there for him most of all. This, though--when has Rook of all people not been thrilled just to spend time with him? Perhaps even too much so, for that matter; Leona has always held his attention, his fascination. Isn't it only natural, then, that he should command Rook's desire just as effortlessly?
The sweep is enough to force a startled yelp out of Rook, back hitting the ground hard enough to force the wind right out of him. Rook squirms beneath Leona in halfhearted protest, trying to roll them back over--though it's harder and harder to think about wrestling for dominance, when the sting of teeth leaves him panting and baring his throat for Leona instead. Is Leona going to add to those scars, to ensure nobody can dispute the permanence of his claim? Or will he settle for bruises that last mere days after this rut lifts?]
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The sweep is enough to force a startled yelp out of Rook, back hitting the ground hard enough to force the wind right out of him. Rook squirms beneath Leona in halfhearted protest, trying to roll them back over--though it's harder and harder to think about wrestling for dominance, when the sting of teeth leaves him panting and baring his throat for Leona instead. Is Leona going to add to those scars, to ensure nobody can dispute the permanence of his claim? Or will he settle for bruises that last mere days after this rut lifts?]