Those lips and your brown eyes
12-09-2015, 10:40 AM
His ears flicked forward to catch her words, not really quite understanding what he was hearing coming from her lips. He understood them perfectly fine as words, as a sentence, but he had never dreamed of such a thing coming from such a sweet and delicate fea. He'd blink with surprise, even as she kissed his nose and his gaze found hers again. He searched her eyes and saw no reason not to believe her. The shock had disrupted his self loathing and for a moment all he could do was chuckle and place a little kiss on the end of her muzzle as well. "You're full of surprises, my queen," he'd tell her as he leaned forward to nuzzle her cheek. The momentary delighted shock and surprise faded as his gaze found her scruff. The blood was cleaned away now, but he could still see the bites he had left behind. "If you like it rough then I'll have you like that whenever you'd like," he'd tell her softly with a gentle lick over her ear. "But I never should have let my anger get the best of me... For that I'm sorry. My queen deserves only what she wants and nothing more." He would bring his gaze back to hers, only because seeing her warm brown eyes kept the furious self doubt at bay. He hesitated for a moment, but he finally went on to explain, "I had made a promise with myself to not mate with anyone when they're in heat. I never wanted to be my father-" he'd stop. Uncertainty lingered in his gaze even as he curled his body around her more tightly. He didn't want to scare her away. Or maybe he should, maybe he should just make her afraid of him, make her never want to be near him again so he wouldn't have to worry about hurting her. "My father was not a good man," he'd say simply, his voice a quiet whisper. "I'm not a good man. I've followed in his footsteps much more than I'd like to admit..." |
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