05-29-2018, 03:53 PM
Somewhere along the way she had slowed down, until standing completely still ankle deep into the snow. Relentlessly the white crystals keep coming down, wetting their backs and mane, but Svedka keeps her mind too busy to notice. When she shivers, it is all due to his touch. Across her jaw, cheek and from there to just behind her ear, where he had planted the flower. “Soon..?” she asks almost breathlessly, lids heavy as she blinks her eyes while she looks at him. “I shouldn’t.. Not this close to…” she does not finish, instead glances away from him. After all, her barrel is round with another man’s child. “But after..”
Her disappointment grows, but Kylin finds herself nodding. The sun is setting and she has stayed away too long already. Not that there was someone waiting for her on the isle, not when all had left, but the thought of traveling home in the dark makes her feel uneasy.
Svedka’s actions do not match his words. Her stomach tenses, in a good way, and she leans into his touch. Her neck bends, then her muzzle presses against his skin and as she inhales, her hazel eyes fall closed. Just musky and masculine enough, not overly bravado. The golden and pastel blue male does not need it. “Destiny..” she murmurs, repeating after him and smiling from just the thought alone as she pulls back.
But then they both stand still. Not in close proximity – much to Kylin’s disappointment – but neither of them getting ready to leave too. Her teeth sink into her lower lip, and her dished head tilts as she studies him, cheeks flushed. “You leave first..” she mumbles, not wanting to be the one to turn her back on him.
@[Svedka] <3
Her disappointment grows, but Kylin finds herself nodding. The sun is setting and she has stayed away too long already. Not that there was someone waiting for her on the isle, not when all had left, but the thought of traveling home in the dark makes her feel uneasy.
Svedka’s actions do not match his words. Her stomach tenses, in a good way, and she leans into his touch. Her neck bends, then her muzzle presses against his skin and as she inhales, her hazel eyes fall closed. Just musky and masculine enough, not overly bravado. The golden and pastel blue male does not need it. “Destiny..” she murmurs, repeating after him and smiling from just the thought alone as she pulls back.
But then they both stand still. Not in close proximity – much to Kylin’s disappointment – but neither of them getting ready to leave too. Her teeth sink into her lower lip, and her dished head tilts as she studies him, cheeks flushed. “You leave first..” she mumbles, not wanting to be the one to turn her back on him.
@[Svedka] <3