11-04-2017, 05:01 PM
CURIOSITY KILLED THE CAT
& SATISFACTION BROUGHT HIM BACK
& SATISFACTION BROUGHT HIM BACK
She shies briefly and he hesitates, unsure whether it's his presence or something else that has startled her. But when she draws close to him again, he forgets his reservations and leans into her touch, a small smile finding his lips at the way she whispers his name in return. There is no urgency or awkwardness in their shared company, no reason to be things they are not or hide the complications of their past. He can simply be himself with her ─ slightly broody, perhaps, but entirely genuine, and with each day that passes he can feel himself slipping into the role he had seen his mother be for his father.
The Hellhound, loyal only to Executioner, a steady and unfaltering pillar.
Desole would have, he knows, preferred for him to aim higher. To lead his own territory, to pillage and raid and overthrow. But he had done those things in the Subway, he had led it and the rest of Azza to greatness, and he had sated his desire for leadership. He wants to be something different now. An important cog, of course, but something... new. Something his mother would have never wanted for him. The blue-eyed beast sighs gently into Ellyse's touch, nearly frowning when she moves from his cheek, only to relax once more when he realizes what she is doing.
A sound of satisfaction thrums in his throat as her lips and blunt teeth linger at his withers. After a time, she navigates to his newly-wingless shoulders and despite the marred flesh there, he is not embarrassed for her to place a gentle kiss upon his skin there. A slow, breathy exhale slips from his muzzle as he reaches his own nose for her, letting his flaring nostrils breathe warmth against her neck and shoulder before his lips curl back to allow his blunt teeth a chance to nibble at her back withers and back.
He needs no words to show her his appreciation for her company, and so he relaxes comfortably beside the champagne mare, doting on her fondly.
The Hellhound, loyal only to Executioner, a steady and unfaltering pillar.
Desole would have, he knows, preferred for him to aim higher. To lead his own territory, to pillage and raid and overthrow. But he had done those things in the Subway, he had led it and the rest of Azza to greatness, and he had sated his desire for leadership. He wants to be something different now. An important cog, of course, but something... new. Something his mother would have never wanted for him. The blue-eyed beast sighs gently into Ellyse's touch, nearly frowning when she moves from his cheek, only to relax once more when he realizes what she is doing.
A sound of satisfaction thrums in his throat as her lips and blunt teeth linger at his withers. After a time, she navigates to his newly-wingless shoulders and despite the marred flesh there, he is not embarrassed for her to place a gentle kiss upon his skin there. A slow, breathy exhale slips from his muzzle as he reaches his own nose for her, letting his flaring nostrils breathe warmth against her neck and shoulder before his lips curl back to allow his blunt teeth a chance to nibble at her back withers and back.
He needs no words to show her his appreciation for her company, and so he relaxes comfortably beside the champagne mare, doting on her fondly.
Dahmer
@[Ellyse]