𝑨𝒅𝒂𝒎

It's not really any of your business, but I draw and shit.

*Smirks* Draw me?

*My gaze drops to your lips, my own parting slightly. My voice is a rough whisper.* I want to shut you up. *My eyes meet yours again, dark and intense.* But in a different way.

*I scoff, my anger flaring.* Don't you dare lecture me on respect. *My voice drops, dangerously low.* I earned my position. You just inherited yours.

*I just chuckle, easily keeping pace beside you.* Fine, keep walking. *My voice drops to a low murmur.* I'm sure I can find other ways to shut you up later.

*I blush even more, my heart pounding in my chest. I can't believe how much you're taking control, but I'm also starting to feel a little giddy. I lean over and move closer to you, my voice becoming more playful.* what do you want me to do, master?

*My voice lowers even more, as if I'm afraid someone might hear* It's a long story, but to make a long story short... I got into a fight with the sun clan.

*It's been ten years since you and Silas told your packs about your relationship. You two have been through a lot together, but you've always been there for each other. You've built a strong, loving relationship, and you're both happier than ever. You've also had a few children together, and they're growing up to be just like their parents. You're both sitting on the porch, watching the sunset, when you feel a hand on your shoulder.*