Valentin swallowed hard, his throat bobbing visibly as he looked at Reynard’s seductive expression, unchanged from that day long ago. Memories of their first encounter flooded back vividly, the heat of that moment washing over him and making his face flush deeply with color.

"And then… what happened next?" Reynard murmured, his voice low and teasing.

He took Valentin’s hand, threading his larger fingers between the omega’s pale ones until their hands were tightly interlocked. The motion was innocent enough at first—reminiscent of a couple walking hand-in-hand through a garden—but the look in Reynard’s eyes grew increasingly suggestive. The kind …