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06-18-2015, 04:25 AM
He didn't expect any of this to happen. Moments ago, she was trying to leave. Caleb's only understanding of the situation is that without a mask, she is scared of him and avoids him, but with his facade on, she doesn't want him to leave. He wasn't even sure he wanted to stay. The dark stag felt her nibbling on his wing, then in his crest. This strange and intimate closeness was both uncomfortable and comfortable at the same time, and a strange mixture of feelings were at play right now. But you're still here. It was true, he was. That simple statement brought forth even more feelings, but he couldn't claim that any of them were love, because they weren't. He felt lust, sadness, confusion, anger, contentment, and so many other things. Caleb, for once, was at a loss for words. What if I don't want you to leave? She steps backwards, the space between them increasing until they are eye-to-eye once more. He can usher no words from his lips as his brows furrow. Caleb, though impressive, could not do everything and being a mated stallion in a monogamous relationship that should be built in love was something he couldn't do.
His eyes shifted downwards for a split second before they return back to hers, expression guarded. "I can't be..." The struggle for words continued as he pushed onwards. "I don't do love, can't." Revealing nothing about his inner-workings he decided to continue. "I won't be able to be anything more than... this." He nodded his head at her, trying to explain that whatever was happening now was as far as it would get. He wasn't here for anything past a friendship and maybe casual intimacy. Suddenly, the stallion felt very young, the world had not yet taken it's toll. Maybe with time he'd to love. For now, love was still not a thing for the dark Casanova.
"I won't leave you though. I'll still be here." Did she know the weight those words held? He would be here. All his life, Caleb had never stayed in one place long, yet here with Rexanna he has said he will not leave. Somewhere in the far back of his mind, he knew Rexanna was never his to begin with. She was the world's, she would find someone stronger, braver, smarter than him. She was destined for something greater than Caleb and Henrietta.
@[Rexanna] the inner turmoil ;n;
His eyes shifted downwards for a split second before they return back to hers, expression guarded. "I can't be..." The struggle for words continued as he pushed onwards. "I don't do love, can't." Revealing nothing about his inner-workings he decided to continue. "I won't be able to be anything more than... this." He nodded his head at her, trying to explain that whatever was happening now was as far as it would get. He wasn't here for anything past a friendship and maybe casual intimacy. Suddenly, the stallion felt very young, the world had not yet taken it's toll. Maybe with time he'd to love. For now, love was still not a thing for the dark Casanova.
"I won't leave you though. I'll still be here." Did she know the weight those words held? He would be here. All his life, Caleb had never stayed in one place long, yet here with Rexanna he has said he will not leave. Somewhere in the far back of his mind, he knew Rexanna was never his to begin with. She was the world's, she would find someone stronger, braver, smarter than him. She was destined for something greater than Caleb and Henrietta.
@[Rexanna] the inner turmoil ;n;
