( embry hanging up on him mid conversation is maybe the least surprising thing in this whole talk — and, after the hot, indignant rage that flares up him for half a minute flatlines, ash eventually simmers. it wasn't a bad move, it's not like there was any progress to be made in this conversation, and embry didn't need to stay here as a punching bag for ash's hurt. that's fine. he thinks about going to meet him, about fucking him as meanly and nasty as he can, about tying his dick up and cinching his balls, about cumming on his back and rubbing it into him like lotion. embry is surely expecting it. but, possibly, he has a better idea. )
I need to cool off. I'll find you tomorrow. Do not hide from me, or I will hunt you down.
( if embry knows ash isn't coming for him, he'll probably look for someone else to pummel against. it might be hawk. but it could be greer — and that's where ash will be, waiting to play barbies again. )
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I need to cool off. I'll find you tomorrow.
Do not hide from me, or I will hunt you down.
( if embry knows ash isn't coming for him, he'll probably look for someone else to pummel against. it might be hawk. but it could be greer — and that's where ash will be, waiting to play barbies again. )