Gamers dont die they respawn

        Lips pursed up slowly in thought, going through all of the problems his pride was dealing with lately. Well more like what he was dealing with anyways. Fingers drift up to idly scratch at his beard as eyebrows furrowed with concentration. On the bright side of things, finances for his new ragtag group were beginning to look decent. The knowledge made the alpha breath a bit easier as he continued to flip through his work papers. Nostrils flared wildly when the scent of his lover seeped into the room, Trent being highly attuned to Mikes movements on a otherworldly level. Upon hearing what his boyfriend said, he cant help but cast him a sidelong glance prior to a teasing growl and glower appearing across his face. “Pfft, am not. The only adorable thing here is you.” Leaning forward, the werepanther teasingly nipped at Mike’s lips before kissing him fervently. 

      So many things had happen since taking Luth under his protection after the human finding out about the supernatural world. Especially from the vampires, the local seethe wanting his blood drained out into bags and handed on a silver platter. Clearly Trent was never going to allow that to happen, the resolve only strengthening after the alpha had started to fall for the younger man. Moreover, most of his pride actually liked Luther too, though most would never admit it. Now here they were sprawled out on the sofa making out, the werepanther letting out a purr that practically shook both of their bodies. Upon hearing his partners words, he cant hold back the catty smile that spreads across his face. “You didn’t specify where to kiss you.” Gradually he’s maneuvering Luther so he’s hovering over the younger man, Trent dipping his head forward to place a couple kisses to their neck. “Here maybe?” Soon he’s slipping hands under the humans shirt and hiking it up to reveal the toned flesh underneath. The alpha places a couple more to their chest next, lips grazing along sensitive nipples. “Or perhaps here?” Blue eyes begin to smolder and flicker to their green counterparts as he drifts further down south to his lovers groin, pressing his face into the others clothed crotch and nuzzling it, nostrils flaring wildly as he took in their familiar aroma. “I think I might need to give here some special attention too.”:

Trent is the daddy and is one of my few strictly top muses. I cant see him bottoming for anyone. He’s a alpha werepanther with a incredibly dominant personalty and his beast wouldn’t like it either. Granted that whole dynamic doesn’t have to happen for him to fall for someone.