Midnight Tracking
01-26-2019, 10:40 PM
She had been scared to really make any moves or to give in to how she really felt about him. She always desired to be closer to him. When they had moved she had some small hopes that maybe she could share one of those big rooms with him. She knew she was a mere mortal, but that was what she dreamed of. Typhon had been special to her from the first day they met, something about him just struck her as extra interesting or extra unique. She dreamed of the chance to be able to be something special within his life, but she was convinced that it was a slim chance. Him moving closer made her butterflies turn to a warmth a more pleasant and desired feeling. Her eyes watched him. His words stirred her in a good way his suggestion making her flush hot and her fur gently prickle in sensation and she bit her lip again. Then he left it in her hands, only if that's what she wanted. Although how in the world could she deny it. She desired to be his and right now her body was begging her to simply give in. His gentle touch made her shudder in delight making it impossible to deny her desires for him or his suggestion of what they could do the rest of the night. His touch was intoxicating and she wanted to beg for more. Fueled by hormones and her emotions towards him there was no way she could go back now. She bent her head downward, towards him, and stretched so that she could return in touch, gently nipping at his chest. She wouldn't fight it, she couldn't deny him because she loved him this moment only heightening and making her realize how strongly she felt for him. She paused a moment. "I'm... All... Yours," she said with slightly shaky breaths. "Speech" & 'Think'
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