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The Fire in His Eyes [MxM]
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"Either you come with me, or I shall carry you." The thuggish elf snapped at Kelsen. Kelsen went to object, saying he can walk perfectly well on his own, but he did not answer fast enough. Before he knew it he was hoisted up into the air over this tall man's shoulder.
"What do you think you're doing?!" Kelsen struggles and begins smacking the older elf's back and wiggling to break free.
"Hey stop!" The mystery elf grunts, but it's no use. He loses his grip and drops the young elf, but not before being brought down with him and tumbling down steep hills that Krudour is known for.
Both the men topple down, the older elf wrapping his arms tightly around the smaller one. It feels like forever before the two stop rolling and land with a loud thud. Dirt kicks up all around them as Kelsen realizes with almost horror that he's secured tightly to the elf's chest.
He glances up to see the older elf staring dead at him with eyes as white as Kelsen's hair.
"What was your name again?"
The mystery elf just chuckles. "Arathorn"
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I know it's not a steamy intro, but why would I spoil that right off the bat? I hope you guys enjoy this story I've been working super hard on.
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