little shadow's bed and breakfast

He couldn’t know the insecurities she held within as he described her as he saw her, Ox’s head still rested comfortably against her belly. He smiled softly as he allowed the plant to take hold and carry his stress and anxiety away. Eris and her voice did the rest. Oh...what do you look like?” She asked as he closed his ruby eyes and just breathed her in for a long moment. He didn’t know that he wanted these few moments to end. He hated to be cooped up, but if he could extend this moment to the end of time he would have remained right there.

”My fur is mostly varying shades of gray and silver. Then my hips, knees, forearms, and uh mane are rust or copper color. I’ve got marks under my eyes that most of my family share.” Oxide thought he was pretty good looking, not that any of that would matter to Eris anyway. She seemed so naive and innocent, he wasn’t sure he wanted her to see him. What would she do when she really got to know him? Were it not for Deimos’s intervention would Nysa still be alive after their huge fight? Would he still be clinging to life? Internally he shook himself of the what-ifs. He was enjoying the present despite his wounds.

Inhibitions aside Oxide shifted his head enough that his lips could touch Eris’ dark muzzle. His pink tongue slipped from his lips and kissed her shyly. Though he was emboldened with her own affections she’d offered earlier. ”When my chest is healed,” He told her as he decided on it, Oxide kissed her again more boldly. ”I need to wrap you in my arms, and I don’t know if I’ll let go.” Though his voice was barely a whisper he sounded disappointed in the fact as he gave in to any reservations he had about telling her how he felt. He didn’t have any idea how he was going to work everything out, but he knew he wanted her curled up beside him.