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04-18-2013, 12:41 PM
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((sorry this took so long, just broke up with the bf and didn't leave me in the lovey ): ah well, ready to get back into it now!!! lay some loving on me XD))

A voice slid towards him, soft and seductive though little more then an ear twitch as jaws remained clasped around the slowly dying fish. For a long moment they stood there, her eying up the fish and him holding it until it's massive sides slowly began to take longer and longer to rise and fall. Finally a lash struggling breath seemed to escape it and he allowed his teeth to slid out of it's neck. His sister had taught him a better way to kill fish, but they had to be small enough to lift, this had been really his only opinion with this one. It had taken almost all his strength just to get it out of the water never mind to hold it. He wasn't quite sure how long it had taken but it had left his legs quivering slightly and tongue lolling over his teeth as he tried to catch his breath. He felt gross and slightly slimy where the fish had touched his coat but it would be fine until he was done eating. Until Aislyn was done eating. He had been planning to call her or attempt to drag it back to the den for her but somehow she had managed to find him before he had needed to do either.

There she was. The embodiment of love. His Venus. His Helen. His Aphrodite. Oh how he hated her...

But even as he thought that he couldn't help but smile as she ran her nose along his rib cage and then finally warm tongue slid along his cheek. He nuzzle his cheek against the top of her head and sat back to continue with the task of catching his breath. When she asked if she could have some he chuckled and nodded. "I was going to call for your or try and take it back to your den but it turned out a bit bigger then planned and you seemed to have beaten me to it" he said with a chuckle, choosing to not answer her first comment. It could lead to saying somethings he did not yet want to say, or feel like he knew her well enough to say. But as he watched her those worries seemed to slide away from him, he lost grasp on why he had had them at all in the first place.