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07-22-2016, 10:28 PM
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She follows the sound of the nicker, a smile pulling at the corner of her chops. It;'s the sound of both her heart and home. Although when the two had become different she could not say, all she did know was that things where once again returning to how they should be. Whole. One completing the other. Emerging into the tiny chamber that he'd found, her gold orbs studied his body, face, antlers. Every inch, pleased to see that he looked much healthier and happier. It was immensely comforting to know that he would eventually be completely recovered from his escapade that had left him badly wounded and in desperate need of a healer. Now, looking at him, this was the stag that could handle her. The stag that could protect her. Swallowing he nerves she kept her eyes trained on him, her was her strength and place of peace. His scent was enough to calm the swirling tide rising within her chest. It does and even demesnes leaving only excitement and eagerness to hold him. These feelings only growing stronger as the look in Tilney's eyes change, they way he looked at her. Within the emerald eyes desire and passion burned, heating her own blood in a reaction to him. Without a word he stepped forwards and embraces, and she holds onto him. With each passing moment she soaks up his heat, his scent. Over her neck shivers run, soon spreading to cover her entire body. His touch urged such a section from her, his fierce jowl gingerly sweeping over her neck. As his nose reached for hers, she complied, completing the touch and bringing things into a full circle. There they stand, listening to each other's pounding heart, deep breaths and battering eyelashes. His voice makes her smile widen, his whispered words were warm against her already burning skin. "You doubted?" Her own whisper shakes only it is not was nervousness anymore. Now there is a primal need within her, wanting him and only him. "Always Tilney, I will always come for you." It was a promise, not just for secret rendezvous underneath the secluded willows but also for battles under the open skies. Tonight sealed her need to be with him, from now she was his. She was his. Strange to give yourself over so completely to the other but Arah trusted him with her heart and with her soul. "I want..." Her voice trembles away, not shy but unsure of what words would portray her inner desires. Her heart flutters in her chest, her breath shorter and slightly quicker. It was easy though, to complete that sentence. It wouldn't be elegant, beautiful or romantic like she would have liked. Yet it would be honest. Looking up she smiles lovingly and passionately. "You." |
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