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08-24-2015, 12:09 AM
Poor, poor, Rexanna. Has fucking around bitten her in the ass? She wallows in this shallow pool of self-created sadness. Caleb had gotten over it, could she not? It was in that moment, that he realized that maybe he hadn't gotten over it, her betrayal, the rush of emotions that coursed through him like adrenaline when she was around. Soft, smooth, Italian does not sooth the situation and Rexanna remains bitter, saying a one-worded command Caleb has no intention of keeping. He slinks closer, his form truly massive next to her as she lays still, nearly lifeless on the snowy ground. His whiskered snout drops, looming over her golden withers. He does not touch, but lingers, his breath clouding by his nostril, no doubt moving across her soft fur. She is tired, worn-out, and he feels the same, feels his skeleton grow weary with each passing minute. She does not drain him, but invigorate him, she pumps a gleeful energy into the brute, but now he feels undoubtedly tired. Then his muzzle drops further, lips presumably centimeters from her spine, seconds away from contact, but he does not touch her, because she does not want to be touched, to be felt, nor groped. She just wants a shoulder to cry on perhaps, a steadfast friend.
"Do you want me to leave?" He questions, his voice soft, a husky whisper. He will leave if she so wants, a simple yes, and he'll be gone. He will not leave if she doesn't want him to. This, in a sense, is how their argument went. He said he would stay, stay as long as she wanted. He could be a friend if Rexanna so desires, it just depends on if she wants a friend-- if she trusts Caleb enough to let him become a friend. Hell knows Caleb needs a friend.
The women in his life have all fucked him over, essentially. From Enna and Caleb going from fucking to cold shoulders and avoidment to Elsa and Caleb friendly sparring to Elsa being totally and unnecessarily questioning Caleb's morality, everyone had screwed him over. Maybe Caleb was the one who needed a steadfast. How fucked up is it that the cold and mysterious brute, really and truly just wants a friend? Then again, is it that had to believe?
"Do you want me to leave?" He questions, his voice soft, a husky whisper. He will leave if she so wants, a simple yes, and he'll be gone. He will not leave if she doesn't want him to. This, in a sense, is how their argument went. He said he would stay, stay as long as she wanted. He could be a friend if Rexanna so desires, it just depends on if she wants a friend-- if she trusts Caleb enough to let him become a friend. Hell knows Caleb needs a friend.
The women in his life have all fucked him over, essentially. From Enna and Caleb going from fucking to cold shoulders and avoidment to Elsa and Caleb friendly sparring to Elsa being totally and unnecessarily questioning Caleb's morality, everyone had screwed him over. Maybe Caleb was the one who needed a steadfast. How fucked up is it that the cold and mysterious brute, really and truly just wants a friend? Then again, is it that had to believe?
@Rexanna sorry for wait <3
