Get Out Of My Head
02-05-2017, 09:47 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-05-2017, 11:16 PM by Lillianna.)
She was going to go batshit insane. She knew it, she just knew it. She was in heat, again and had been for some time, and it did not help being around the number one object of her desires. And on top of that, part of her mind was still in absolute denial of her emotions, so she tried her best not to think about it. Or what they did in the past (albeit once). Or what she wanted them to do. Or what could happen if she actually stopped fighting herself and them.
...As you can see, she generally failed. It was one of the few times that she wasn't really by his side; she wasn't sure how long it'd last, since they usually always found one another again. Sometimes they talked, sometimes they just enjoyed each others company. Sometimes she force snuggles from him, although that was a lot less since the... heat really started kicking in. She really only tried sneaking cuddles if they'd been wandering and were too far away (or too lazy) to make it back to their respective dens and just passed out in the open. That usually worked well no matter what, because even though it sent heat pooling in her stomach - what didn't, these days? - she was generally too tired to give a damn and fell asleep, decently content.
Right now, though - right now she was the absolute opposite of content. It was like someone turned her desire and heat on extra high and it was only the morning. The morning! She woke up and it was already within her, and she had to try to escape as quickly as possible, to try and cool down, so she'd slipped away from her companion, as quietly as she could (she wasn't sure if he had still been sleeping, she was a bit distracted), and headed for the nearest stream, which was actually only just out of sight. She stuck her paws in the water, and then part of her face, but even the ice-cold water did almost nothing, and she sighed in aggravation and frustration. She didn't know what to do - she knew who, but not... what.
Argh.
...As you can see, she generally failed. It was one of the few times that she wasn't really by his side; she wasn't sure how long it'd last, since they usually always found one another again. Sometimes they talked, sometimes they just enjoyed each others company. Sometimes she force snuggles from him, although that was a lot less since the... heat really started kicking in. She really only tried sneaking cuddles if they'd been wandering and were too far away (or too lazy) to make it back to their respective dens and just passed out in the open. That usually worked well no matter what, because even though it sent heat pooling in her stomach - what didn't, these days? - she was generally too tired to give a damn and fell asleep, decently content.
Right now, though - right now she was the absolute opposite of content. It was like someone turned her desire and heat on extra high and it was only the morning. The morning! She woke up and it was already within her, and she had to try to escape as quickly as possible, to try and cool down, so she'd slipped away from her companion, as quietly as she could (she wasn't sure if he had still been sleeping, she was a bit distracted), and headed for the nearest stream, which was actually only just out of sight. She stuck her paws in the water, and then part of her face, but even the ice-cold water did almost nothing, and she sighed in aggravation and frustration. She didn't know what to do - she knew who, but not... what.
Argh.
Note: Lillie has scars over her right eye and down her cheek. She also has scars under her chin and on her jaw. Her tables and art will most likely not reflect this. Unless it is specified otherwise, assume Lillianna is accompanied by her companion.
02-05-2017, 11:07 PM
Lillianna quickly had become a constant in his life again. Not many things were certain in his life, not anymore, and he was grateful for her companionship. Sure, he could always depend on his father, on Finch -- though admittedly she spent much of her time with Tiburtius now -- as well as his other siblings, Merlin and Sandpiper and Sparrow, though the latter of his siblings he hadn't spend much time with for awhile. Having someone outside of his family, though, was different.
Still, his relationship with Lillianna was.. strained, at times. He'd had enough clarity over the last few weeks to acknowledge his attraction to her, though truthfully he'd known about it for some time now. Maybe he hadn't accepted it, but he was self-aware enough to recognize it. For some reason, he still wasn't quite ready to make things official. Why? Good question. It was easier to not discuss it, and to not draw attention from anyone else regarding it. He was sure some of his siblings might not adore Lillianna, maybe, though if he was being honest, he had once told Lillie to go fuck herself. Time changed a lot of things, clearly, but he didn't know if it changed everything, and some questions were better left unanswered.
He was grateful for the time they spent together, even if it was something they both were a bit.. secretive about. He wouldn't lie if anyone asked, but things were easier kept private, and he was okay with that for now. Lark hardly stirred when she moved from his side, rolling to his opposite side and letting sleep briefly take hold of him. After a long while, though, he roused when he recognized she was no longer there.
Blinking sleep from his eyes, he slowly pushed himself to all fours and stretched his stiff limbs. After a few moments of waking up, he sniffed at the ground and started to trail after her scent. It led him to the stream, where she was lying with her paws in the water. He stifled a yawn, still quite sleepy, as he made his way to her side, flopping down rather ungracefully. "Sick of me or somethin'?" he quipped, leaning to nudge her neck lightly.
Still, his relationship with Lillianna was.. strained, at times. He'd had enough clarity over the last few weeks to acknowledge his attraction to her, though truthfully he'd known about it for some time now. Maybe he hadn't accepted it, but he was self-aware enough to recognize it. For some reason, he still wasn't quite ready to make things official. Why? Good question. It was easier to not discuss it, and to not draw attention from anyone else regarding it. He was sure some of his siblings might not adore Lillianna, maybe, though if he was being honest, he had once told Lillie to go fuck herself. Time changed a lot of things, clearly, but he didn't know if it changed everything, and some questions were better left unanswered.
He was grateful for the time they spent together, even if it was something they both were a bit.. secretive about. He wouldn't lie if anyone asked, but things were easier kept private, and he was okay with that for now. Lark hardly stirred when she moved from his side, rolling to his opposite side and letting sleep briefly take hold of him. After a long while, though, he roused when he recognized she was no longer there.
Blinking sleep from his eyes, he slowly pushed himself to all fours and stretched his stiff limbs. After a few moments of waking up, he sniffed at the ground and started to trail after her scent. It led him to the stream, where she was lying with her paws in the water. He stifled a yawn, still quite sleepy, as he made his way to her side, flopping down rather ungracefully. "Sick of me or somethin'?" he quipped, leaning to nudge her neck lightly.
02-07-2017, 07:15 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-07-2017, 07:17 PM by Lillianna.)
Lillianna never really had family in Abaven to keep her company - she always made her own family. First, with Shaye, Vail, and Motif; when that fell apart it became Finch, and Starling. Now, it was mostly Lark, though she knew she could always go to Finch. She also had little Farrym, though he wandered off a lot these days, still with her, just more independent. Also, he may not have gotten over the fact that she'd left him behind for that trip and had gotten all injured and stuff. But still, her family was the family that she chose around her, and though a small part of her longed for a real family... it was only a small part of her.
Part of the quiet joy from the family she chose was not having to... announce it. Okay, yes, she may not give any fucks about being publicly affectionate - and would gladly do so in meetings and the such without a second thought - but she enjoyed Lark and their privacy, though it was a bit odd. They didn't hide it, no, but it also wasn't announced in any way - it just... was. It existed. There were still things that weren't discussed, little boundaries that were mental in nature that they didn't touch, and while Lillie wanted those broken down... she wasn't sure where to begin. So she just left them, those silent little things holding both of them back.
Though, really, it didn't hold them back from one thing. Groaning quietly to herself, she kicked her legs back and dangled her head over the ledge of the stream, pushing her paws deeper into the icy water. Yeah, this definitely wasn't helping, except to make her paw pads numb. Huffing quietly, she shifted again, trying to get comfortable... but she knew it was a nearly futile attempt.
Of course, all thoughts of getting comfortable disappeared from her head disappeared when the source of all her discomfort appeared. Still, though she was aware of the... okay, tension, radiating off of her, she couldn't help but actually, truly be distracted by how sleepy and ungraceful he was being. She laughed quietly, amusement dancing in her eyes. That was another thing she loved; this was a side that rarely anyone saw - maybe his family saw the sleepy who-gives-a-fuck or the let's-just-not-try-and-just-flop but she knew that in a way, she was absolutely special to be able to see what she always saw from him.
When he nudged her neck, she leaned into the touch lightly, laughing softly while she did so. "Why, I could never!" The faux-offended tone she put on was ruined by the laughter and snorts accompanying the words. She flipped her head around to look at him, grinning lightly while she ignored the skip in her chest and the zip of electricity down her spine. "No, in all honesty, I just needed to... cool off for a minute," she murmured, lips twisting from the grin into a wry smile. That was an understatement for certain.
"Lark" | "Lillianna"
Part of the quiet joy from the family she chose was not having to... announce it. Okay, yes, she may not give any fucks about being publicly affectionate - and would gladly do so in meetings and the such without a second thought - but she enjoyed Lark and their privacy, though it was a bit odd. They didn't hide it, no, but it also wasn't announced in any way - it just... was. It existed. There were still things that weren't discussed, little boundaries that were mental in nature that they didn't touch, and while Lillie wanted those broken down... she wasn't sure where to begin. So she just left them, those silent little things holding both of them back.
Though, really, it didn't hold them back from one thing. Groaning quietly to herself, she kicked her legs back and dangled her head over the ledge of the stream, pushing her paws deeper into the icy water. Yeah, this definitely wasn't helping, except to make her paw pads numb. Huffing quietly, she shifted again, trying to get comfortable... but she knew it was a nearly futile attempt.
Of course, all thoughts of getting comfortable disappeared from her head disappeared when the source of all her discomfort appeared. Still, though she was aware of the... okay, tension, radiating off of her, she couldn't help but actually, truly be distracted by how sleepy and ungraceful he was being. She laughed quietly, amusement dancing in her eyes. That was another thing she loved; this was a side that rarely anyone saw - maybe his family saw the sleepy who-gives-a-fuck or the let's-just-not-try-and-just-flop but she knew that in a way, she was absolutely special to be able to see what she always saw from him.
When he nudged her neck, she leaned into the touch lightly, laughing softly while she did so. "Why, I could never!" The faux-offended tone she put on was ruined by the laughter and snorts accompanying the words. She flipped her head around to look at him, grinning lightly while she ignored the skip in her chest and the zip of electricity down her spine. "No, in all honesty, I just needed to... cool off for a minute," she murmured, lips twisting from the grin into a wry smile. That was an understatement for certain.
"Lark" | "Lillianna"
Note: Lillie has scars over her right eye and down her cheek. She also has scars under her chin and on her jaw. Her tables and art will most likely not reflect this. Unless it is specified otherwise, assume Lillianna is accompanied by her companion.
02-15-2017, 10:05 PM
Someday he would be forced to face his feelings for her, but he was grateful that today wouldn't be that day. Hopefully. It was easier to just exist, to do what they liked, when they liked without having to worry about what to call it or who to share it with. He was grateful that Finch had been preoccupied with her own... romantic interest, or surely she would've been bothering him about whatever he shared with Lillie.
He was too sleepy to think about any of that much. His mind wasn't on much other than the present moment. Wondering where Lillie was, and now that he'd found her, wondering what she wanted to do for the day. Going back to sleep sounded pretty enjoyable, but it didn't matter too much to him. Another yawn took hold of him, one he didn't fight, as he hunkered down at her side. He was blissfully unaware of the fact that his presence was disrupting her; it wasn't in a bad way, although a frustrating one.
Implying that she might be sick of him, though she was joking, made him scoff in sudden retort. "Suuuure," he drawled tiredly, his ears flicking as he pressed his snout against her neck again. Her scent was... delightful, he realized suddenly. Well, it was always enjoyable but it was more so than usual. "Don't know if I'll help with that," he offered, scooting closer to her, wishing he could nuzzle deeper into her fur than he already was. "So.. I apologize in advance."
He didn't quite catch on to what she was really saying. It seemed plausible enough that sleeping close quarters with him might cause her to be a bit too warm sometimes, so he wouldn't question it.
He was too sleepy to think about any of that much. His mind wasn't on much other than the present moment. Wondering where Lillie was, and now that he'd found her, wondering what she wanted to do for the day. Going back to sleep sounded pretty enjoyable, but it didn't matter too much to him. Another yawn took hold of him, one he didn't fight, as he hunkered down at her side. He was blissfully unaware of the fact that his presence was disrupting her; it wasn't in a bad way, although a frustrating one.
Implying that she might be sick of him, though she was joking, made him scoff in sudden retort. "Suuuure," he drawled tiredly, his ears flicking as he pressed his snout against her neck again. Her scent was... delightful, he realized suddenly. Well, it was always enjoyable but it was more so than usual. "Don't know if I'll help with that," he offered, scooting closer to her, wishing he could nuzzle deeper into her fur than he already was. "So.. I apologize in advance."
He didn't quite catch on to what she was really saying. It seemed plausible enough that sleeping close quarters with him might cause her to be a bit too warm sometimes, so he wouldn't question it.
02-26-2017, 01:14 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-26-2017, 01:54 PM by Lillianna.)
She chuckled at the drawl and scoff. "Oh, think that highly of yourself, hmm?" she teased again. This was... nice, she decided; just a gentle banter as she spent time with the person she cared about. Okay, maybe a little bit was also because this was a side that only she got to see, and she might feel a bit special, okay?
A tingle shot through her as he suddenly buried his nose in her neck again, and her eyes half-closed in both delight, and in control the sudden zip of desire. His words made her bark with laughter, and she shook her head just a little bit even as he moved closer. Unable to resist, she did the same, so they were pressed side by side. Besides frustrating, it was also... comforting. Also frustrating. Buuut comforting. "Not at all," she murmured wryly, now acutely aware that Lark was... absolutely unaware of her true meaning.
Oblivious idiot, she thought fondly, snorting again. She laughed again at his apology, which was, in her mind, absolutely sincere, because he did not regret one bit his closeness - even if he thought she meant actually hot. And, well, she was okay with that. Grinning, she twisted her head around - yes, disrupting his muzzle from where it was buried - and nipped him lightly on the neck, ignoring the thrill that was caused from her action. "You're not sorry one bit," she told him, smiling. And, well, she wasn't upset with that at all.
"Lark" | "Lillianna"
A tingle shot through her as he suddenly buried his nose in her neck again, and her eyes half-closed in both delight, and in control the sudden zip of desire. His words made her bark with laughter, and she shook her head just a little bit even as he moved closer. Unable to resist, she did the same, so they were pressed side by side. Besides frustrating, it was also... comforting. Also frustrating. Buuut comforting. "Not at all," she murmured wryly, now acutely aware that Lark was... absolutely unaware of her true meaning.
Oblivious idiot, she thought fondly, snorting again. She laughed again at his apology, which was, in her mind, absolutely sincere, because he did not regret one bit his closeness - even if he thought she meant actually hot. And, well, she was okay with that. Grinning, she twisted her head around - yes, disrupting his muzzle from where it was buried - and nipped him lightly on the neck, ignoring the thrill that was caused from her action. "You're not sorry one bit," she told him, smiling. And, well, she wasn't upset with that at all.
"Lark" | "Lillianna"
Note: Lillie has scars over her right eye and down her cheek. She also has scars under her chin and on her jaw. Her tables and art will most likely not reflect this. Unless it is specified otherwise, assume Lillianna is accompanied by her companion.
02-26-2017, 01:49 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-26-2017, 01:49 PM by Lark.)
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Note: Lillie has scars over her right eye and down her cheek. She also has scars under her chin and on her jaw. Her tables and art will most likely not reflect this. Unless it is specified otherwise, assume Lillianna is accompanied by her companion.
05-20-2017, 07:37 PM
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