@sturmboe / continuing from here.
He kept his hand on the man. It was hard for him to know all of the followers - there were so many, they kept coming and going, sometimes there, other times away to brave the world as new beings. Florian tried his best to know them a little before the second option happened. And with Nat, he felt he still needed to be a bit closer. Truth of the matter, the other one felt strong. And he was a beauty. His sharp muscles, round and firm and bulging whenever he worked. His handsome face to accompany it. And then, of course, his diligence in obeying and following. Added to that, there was something more, under the natural part of him. Florian might not know him too well, but with Nat in his domain, he already had some guesses.
"Don't let them hear you say this." He moved in closer and whispered that in a sort of a joke. Sort of. Freya was as much of a guest there as any other follower, but his sister would not take lightly to have him being called the boss. "Freya is- hm." He stopped, shrugging before patting Nat's shoulder and walking to the pile they still needed to collect. Instead of picking one up, he sat on it and looked at Nat without any shame of where his eyes were mostly landing. It was a gaze to measure every part of him.
"I'll be. With this heat, I am having some ideas too. How much do you like the sunlight?" He leaned back, hands against the prickly hay, eyes still on the other man. "It's a perfect moment to bathe on it, let it drench your skin and warm you from the outside too. Some trainings by the beach? Would you do them with me?"