i'll use you as a warning sign - kylin

[Ivar]

Ivar follows her lead, though he sinks below the water where she steps across it. Her progress is not especially quick, and Ivar is able to take a brief side trips after a pair of slow-looking gar, and still join her in climbing onto the white sands of the more westerly island.

The kelpie's ears flick towards her curiously as she speaks of the island favoring others, and Ivar's dark gaze watches her face carefully as she speaks. She doesn't seem in the mood for teasing, but still he plucks gently at the lavender skin of her shoulder with delicate teeth, a half-smile on his glittering mouth. She is so unlike the others, who readily grasped for power. Ivar had enjoyed their ambition - there was a thrill in seeing Heda and Isobell charge forward without fear, but he finds Kylin's quiet, unassuming nature a relaxing counterpoint.

The broad leaves overhead shield out some of the moonlight, but as he reaches the copse and turns around, he sees the the water is not so terribly far away. An acceptable choice, he decides, and reaches out to draw Kylin closer to him.

“I like this spot,” he says against her, feeling the soft hairs of Kylin's ears against the sensitive scales of his mouth. “I'll wake you up at sunrise.”

@[Kylin]
I think we can end it here and i'll start the new one.
we can also do another just kylin/ivar thread too if you want

[Kylin]

She is unaware of his little side tour, but in all reality, even if she knew, it would not have bothered her. Yes, she would’ve preferred his presence – too long alone did that to her – but she is painfully aware that she is unable to race him from one to the other shore. Not that Kylin still holds any imagination of beating him.

The nip is met with a small smile, just a twitch of the corners of her lips, and she bends her neck to bump her muzzle against his chest. A silent and not fully meant ‘Hey, stop doing that.’ After that, she continues to the little copse, turning around to see the look upon his features. After all, Kylin always thought of her own opinion as less important (except when it comes down to leaving Ischia), now is not any different.

His words make her smile, and nod, her ears twitching lightly under his touch as a shiver jolts down her spine. Ivar always managed to do that. “Me too” she says softly, liking the closeness of the sea and the view, while also feeling shielded from watching eyes. Especially with her round womb, Kylin felt not comfortable out in the open.

She turns two times, searching the right spot to go down, before eventually lowering herself onto the still sun-warmed sand. A soft sigh escapes past her pale lavender lips, then her hazel eyes settle on Ivar. “Join me?” she asks in a soft whisper as she lowers her head, lips almost resting on the sand as her head suddenly feels incredible heavy. Perhaps she had asked a little too much of herself today after all, and so it does not long before she starts drifting to sleep.


@[Ivar] <3 We can do a new one for just them too, beside the one with Kyli!