I only call you when it's half past five
11-01-2015, 01:55 PM
A low rumble echoed in his chest when her very simple but incredibly telling response left her lips. "One moment at a time, beautiful," he whispered in her ear before gently nibbling on the delicate piece of skin. "We can have as many moments as you'd like, but right now we just have this one to focus on." He really amazed himself sometimes with the words he could weave. He wasn't entirely lying of course, but they had a certain sweetness that wasn't entirely true to his persona. Not that she seemed to care and he cared even less. She pressed into him and that was the only permission he needed. He breathed in her intoxicating scent and nuzzled into her scruff as he shifted to envelop her smaller form. He showered her with small licks and kisses all over her neck and scruff as he settled over those eye catching spots. He might not be the sweetest or kindest of wolves, but he absolutely liked to reward any woman that was as willing as Isolde was. "Just clear your mind and relax," he whispered to her softly, placing soft kisses on the backs of her ears and down the back of her neck. |