Chapter 16: Talfryn
“What—?” said a very pissed Akton in his ear, and Talfryn woke. He was pressed up next to Akton, who was pulling away an arm that had been thrown over Talfryn’s side. Talfryn normally slept soundly, but the exhaustion apparently had covered him rolling over toward Akton and snuggling up.
“Sorry,” he said immediately, trying to extract himself. His c**k was hard and from where his thigh had been resting, Akton was in a similar state. It was a shame, really—normally that sort of thing led to another round for Talfryn. But at the moment he felt guilty, like he’d betrayed what little trust Akton had in him, despite it being purely accidental.
Akton stood, glaring. Talfryn tried not to look at the bulge in his wrinkled pants.
“My body must have gravitated toward your war
