Post by Agron on Jul 7, 2017 3:54:50 GMT
Tag: blood and battle
ARE ALL I HAVE EVER KNOWN
Agron knew this conversation would not be easy. Donar had recently left his company, incredibly displeased with Nasir and the words he had exchanged with him. Donar was one of Agron's closest friends; a brother of heart. And Nasir . . . was someone that Agron found to be taking over his heart. The two had just recently started their relationship, having returned from the arena against all odds. It provided them a chance to know each other. To develop this emotional bond that left Agron falling more and more for the Syrian.
He feared the repercussions this would have, and tension among two people he cared for. As well as the risk of Donar potentially lashing out for insult. So Agron naturally had to speak to Nasir about this. He found him with the others, sharing drink and meal. Agron could not prolong the inevitable. He approached him, gently touching Nasir's arm, expression soft though there was a look of seriousness in it. Fuck the gods, he was still in disbelief he had managed to get wrapped up in the affairs of Donar's cock. "I would share a moment, absent prying eyes and ears," he asked of Nasir, hoping he would accept the request.
He feared the repercussions this would have, and tension among two people he cared for. As well as the risk of Donar potentially lashing out for insult. So Agron naturally had to speak to Nasir about this. He found him with the others, sharing drink and meal. Agron could not prolong the inevitable. He approached him, gently touching Nasir's arm, expression soft though there was a look of seriousness in it. Fuck the gods, he was still in disbelief he had managed to get wrapped up in the affairs of Donar's cock. "I would share a moment, absent prying eyes and ears," he asked of Nasir, hoping he would accept the request.
