04-01-2018, 07:46 AM
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why don't you be you and i'll be me?</div>From Nihlus his gaze moves to the pale white and purple and glittering lavender fairy. When his gaze meets hers, it is not hard to imagine how she sees him. Probably like a love struck fool without a backbone. This has Nuage inwardly groaning and cursing himself. She must think me crazy. He bitterly muses to himself, his expression faltering. Shifting his weight a little, in an attempt to settle his nerves, he drops his eyes, before looking back at Nihlus. The sight of his lover has Nu smiling like a fool again. Can’t blame her for it either.
Her laugh is contagious, and it makes Nuage curious enough to glance up at her again. The corners of his pale lips twitch. There is no denying in that. But as they were both males, neither Nihlus or Nuage has a womb to offer. They wouldn’t have had to come and see her if that was the case.
It is he question that makes him look up, and meet her gaze for the first time. He does not look away, except for a quick sideward glance at Nihlus. They hadn’t discussed this – nor any other detail of their upcoming family life – but the matter does not need discussion. His pale blue muzzle touches Nihlus’ for a short second, then Nuage steps forward. “I will.” If you grand this to us. Nuage does not waver, does not look away, and finds himself sturdier on his legs. "I want to."
He does not want their child to pop out of the ground, nor would he ask Nihlus to carry the ‘burden’. Nuage is just as much into this as his lover. He knows that others might think otherwise, with Nihlus being the more dominant of the two. But this, this request, this petition, is something they decided on together.</div><div class="beaglekeepswantinbuttscratches"><div class="doinitdoinitdoinitanymore">nuage</div></div></div></center>
why don't you be you and i'll be me?</div>From Nihlus his gaze moves to the pale white and purple and glittering lavender fairy. When his gaze meets hers, it is not hard to imagine how she sees him. Probably like a love struck fool without a backbone. This has Nuage inwardly groaning and cursing himself. She must think me crazy. He bitterly muses to himself, his expression faltering. Shifting his weight a little, in an attempt to settle his nerves, he drops his eyes, before looking back at Nihlus. The sight of his lover has Nu smiling like a fool again. Can’t blame her for it either.
Her laugh is contagious, and it makes Nuage curious enough to glance up at her again. The corners of his pale lips twitch. There is no denying in that. But as they were both males, neither Nihlus or Nuage has a womb to offer. They wouldn’t have had to come and see her if that was the case.
It is he question that makes him look up, and meet her gaze for the first time. He does not look away, except for a quick sideward glance at Nihlus. They hadn’t discussed this – nor any other detail of their upcoming family life – but the matter does not need discussion. His pale blue muzzle touches Nihlus’ for a short second, then Nuage steps forward. “I will.” If you grand this to us. Nuage does not waver, does not look away, and finds himself sturdier on his legs. "I want to."
He does not want their child to pop out of the ground, nor would he ask Nihlus to carry the ‘burden’. Nuage is just as much into this as his lover. He knows that others might think otherwise, with Nihlus being the more dominant of the two. But this, this request, this petition, is something they decided on together.</div><div class="beaglekeepswantinbuttscratches"><div class="doinitdoinitdoinitanymore">nuage</div></div></div></center>
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