get tangled up in you
01-08-2016, 07:23 PM
Her disgruntlement was a source of amusement for the boy – through he was wise enough to keep his laughter to himself. Her moody expression and exasperation where far too adorable that what should be legal. At least she didn't squirm as he worked towards freeing her, and kept both their injuries to a minimum. He could still taste copper on his tongue, the remnants of blood from both of their bodies.
She would lie on the grass and he sat beside her, his tongue quickly working through her coat, and pulling out every thorn it encountered. Any spot of blood he found marring her petite, washed out white would feel his course tongue as he both closed the wounds and cleaned her. When at last his work was done he got to his feet and made a face, despite her inability to see it. “I don't know about you, but I need some water. Come on trouble magnet” he coaxed, pulling further funny faces at his grumpy friend.
She would lie on the grass and he sat beside her, his tongue quickly working through her coat, and pulling out every thorn it encountered. Any spot of blood he found marring her petite, washed out white would feel his course tongue as he both closed the wounds and cleaned her. When at last his work was done he got to his feet and made a face, despite her inability to see it. “I don't know about you, but I need some water. Come on trouble magnet” he coaxed, pulling further funny faces at his grumpy friend.
