Get Out Of My Head
02-26-2017, 01:14 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-26-2017, 01:54 PM by Lillianna.)
She chuckled at the drawl and scoff. "Oh, think that highly of yourself, hmm?" she teased again. This was... nice, she decided; just a gentle banter as she spent time with the person she cared about. Okay, maybe a little bit was also because this was a side that only she got to see, and she might feel a bit special, okay?
A tingle shot through her as he suddenly buried his nose in her neck again, and her eyes half-closed in both delight, and in control the sudden zip of desire. His words made her bark with laughter, and she shook her head just a little bit even as he moved closer. Unable to resist, she did the same, so they were pressed side by side. Besides frustrating, it was also... comforting. Also frustrating. Buuut comforting. "Not at all," she murmured wryly, now acutely aware that Lark was... absolutely unaware of her true meaning.
Oblivious idiot, she thought fondly, snorting again. She laughed again at his apology, which was, in her mind, absolutely sincere, because he did not regret one bit his closeness - even if he thought she meant actually hot. And, well, she was okay with that. Grinning, she twisted her head around - yes, disrupting his muzzle from where it was buried - and nipped him lightly on the neck, ignoring the thrill that was caused from her action. "You're not sorry one bit," she told him, smiling. And, well, she wasn't upset with that at all.
"Lark" | "Lillianna"
A tingle shot through her as he suddenly buried his nose in her neck again, and her eyes half-closed in both delight, and in control the sudden zip of desire. His words made her bark with laughter, and she shook her head just a little bit even as he moved closer. Unable to resist, she did the same, so they were pressed side by side. Besides frustrating, it was also... comforting. Also frustrating. Buuut comforting. "Not at all," she murmured wryly, now acutely aware that Lark was... absolutely unaware of her true meaning.
Oblivious idiot, she thought fondly, snorting again. She laughed again at his apology, which was, in her mind, absolutely sincere, because he did not regret one bit his closeness - even if he thought she meant actually hot. And, well, she was okay with that. Grinning, she twisted her head around - yes, disrupting his muzzle from where it was buried - and nipped him lightly on the neck, ignoring the thrill that was caused from her action. "You're not sorry one bit," she told him, smiling. And, well, she wasn't upset with that at all.
"Lark" | "Lillianna"
Note: Lillie has scars over her right eye and down her cheek. She also has scars under her chin and on her jaw. Her tables and art will most likely not reflect this. Unless it is specified otherwise, assume Lillianna is accompanied by her companion.