anybody you'd like to hookup with?
–– “ That straightforward, huh? Fine, I’ll spill. Lily, Natalya or Swayer. They are hot people. ” ( @lilyhildegard, @natalyaduke and @sawyerfck )

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anybody you'd like to hookup with?
–– “ That straightforward, huh? Fine, I’ll spill. Lily, Natalya or Swayer. They are hot people. ” ( @lilyhildegard, @natalyaduke and @sawyerfck )
closed starter: jett + natalya / @natalcyas
location: live oak pasture
dew clung to the grass, silvering the edges of a land that still felt half asleep, and every step carried that ghostly, brittle crunch that traveled farther than it should. jett moved more slowly because of it, weight set careful through his boots, breath held just shy of visible in the cool air. the rifle rested firmly along his hand, but his dark eyes were doing the real work - cutting through brush, reading breaks in the pattern, the slight wrongness of something that didn’t belong to wind or stillness. then it showed itself. not all at once, just a shift, a shape easing out from the line of trees, head lifting, ears turning. whitetail, alert, close enough to matter, far enough to miss if you got it wrong
the man stilled without thinking, his rifle coming up just a bit "there" he breathed, the word more air than sound. that was his only focus: the space between them and the animal. he shifted just enough to give her the angle, not taking it for himself, but not stepping away either "it's yers. and ya better not miss it"