Healer-boy

She echoed his "won't" back at him and he grew more flustered. He'd really like there to be a next time but not if we wanted to keep breathing. At least from what he understood. Then she scoffed and he couldn't help but place a nervous paw on the back of his neck and pull his shoulders into himself.

He was quiet. Instantly reminded of the conversation he had had with Bas he was sworn to patient confidentiality. That was ages ago! ... While Ignita was still a slave... fuck. He didn't know the nature of their relationship then... but with the power imbalance and Bas being the Warlord himself... he wouldn't put it passed him though.

Oleander looked up to Bas. Idolized him even, but even Ollie knew his own standing in the pack was not the same as the Warlords. Ollie was technically the only member that could potentially order the Warlord on things like bedrest, self-care, and other health related commands. But that was where Ollie's power began and ended. Top of the Obelisk, : Obey the Warlord :

"It's not just the Warlord's rules... My Dad-" Fuck, if he gave her too much information, this information, she might use it against him. Might use it as leverage. Now he was really in it. He chewed the inside of his cheek.

"I don't want to be one of your monsters. And I don't want to get into deep shit with the Warlord. Once can probably be forgiven..." he mentioned hopefully...He really liked the way her body felt against him. He had never slept so deeply in his life... His skin had felt good while they touched, not like it usually did when others touched him.

"Speech"