@dogbcy
laid out on a bed--not HIS bed--not that anything in the circus was ever Icarus’ to begin with, but he feels ENTITLED to it ( he feels entitled to the world, entitled to his lover, entitled to claim what is truly his, but it’s difficult to claim what is sentient ). his eyes look up at the man-- the S T R O N G man --and he just purrs softly as he leaves his scent on the sheets.
❝ quel un GRAND homme~ ❞










