Kiss From A Rose

*Jakart* · (This post was last modified: 03-21-2016, 07:23 PM by Jakart.)

Callisto's had flinched at his initial touch. That was worrying, as if he could ever intentionally hurt his friend who had gone through so much already. A rumble bubbled up from within his chest as he felt her try and leave his grip, forelegs clutching around her neck even tighter to make her stay as he felt Callisto try and draw away. Perhaps this was the healer’s problem. Never letting anyone in this close emotionally. Like the night when he had been told of the ordeal she was forced through. Jakart tightened his grip as if to try and gradually squeeze the problem out of her with a comforting presence. By now she should've known the he didn't care about how she acted towards or that she was trying right now so hard not to break down and just let everything out. But he knew Callisto cared about him in a way. She had found him after the flood. Healed him.

Jakart's ears pinned back as she gave a whine. The sound of finally relenting to her ex-lovers touch as she sat down. He scooted closer and almost fell as she pressed the side of her muzzle against the base of his throat. A paw trailed down her neck in a soothing motion, running through the marred fur of her torn scruff. It was visible evidence that he cared. The moment his jaws had found her in the flood he had been prepared to give his life for hers. Jakart couldn't explain it. This feeling had never been told to him or what he should try and do to remedy it's effects. All he knew was that he felt calm and with purpose as he did whatever Callisto asked him to do. And she asked him never to leave her again. To never go away. "I wont." Jakart whispered in a solemn promise. "I'll be with you till the day I die." The weight of the words that had slipped out past his muzzle drew heavily in his heart as he stroked his once-mate. A placating and tender kiss was planted between Callisto's ears as he gently began rocking the healer back and forth with what reserves of strength he had left.

It was kept up for only a few moments as his strength was finally sapped from repeating the simple motions. God’s his limbs felt useless. After this he would need to recoup whatever strength he could before they had to return to the north over the land bridge. Callisto was giving one final kiss before he drew back with a wide yawn and let his tongue lolled past his jaws. "You good?" He let out an uneasy smile as he slumped onto his side and looked up at his once mate with uncertainty. Jak would never leave her now, for she had asked him not to. And he wouldn’t unless she said so otherwise. A grey paw of hers was spotted and he shimmied closer to the object of his attention, feathery nips trailing up and down her ankle in an effort to try and get a laugh with the sensation. Or a smile, anything to bring her away from the brokenness that had once again taken a hold of the healer.

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