Conditions

Sirius · 08-26-2019, 03:42 PM

He managed to bite back a snort of amusement, knowing it would not be received well in the moment. Her jaws latched onto his shoulder in reprimand for his words, and he could tell she was extremely displeased with him. He kissed her on the very muzzle that was latched onto him, and looked into the gentle blue of her eyes. “I no longer think that way. You’ve changed me, I never would have reached for Warlord if it wasn’t for you. I would have spent the remainder of my days a slave, and nothing more.”

He was somewhat glad for the storm, it gave him an excuse to hold her close and not let go. To lie with her on the buffalo coat, despite the sleepless night that would leave him with. He wasn’t certain yet what they would do with his nightmares. She had chosen to stay in his den, despite them, but he lived in the fear that he would attack her again. He wished for some normality, for the ability to hold her close without becoming a threat to her.

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Sirius

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