but that girl had so much love
Sirius
High Councilor
Master Fighter (240)
Master Hunter (275)
Bloodletter
age
11 Years
11 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
51
51
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
11-16-2019, 03:51 AM
Deathbelle left them, and he faced Zee, coming closer to his wife, and taking a seat before her. His attention clearly on the smaller wolf. Zee called it wonderful, but she also clearly had her doubts. She admitted she didn’t want to share his body with anyone. He leaned forward, resting his head against the side of hers as he thought. “She’s lonely” he said softly, knowing this was the reason. And, Zee and Sirius were the closest to her now that Archon was gone. Yet, here the two were, forming a pack of their own, moving away from her. Perhaps it frightened her, the prospect of losing them both.
“I wouldn’t mind being closer to her, you know she’s my childhood friend, and I hate to see her hurt, but I would not want to give her my body. That is yours, and yours alone.” he paused, still thinking through what Deathbelle had asked of them, and what it might look like. “But having her nearby, curled up with you, safe and happy, is an idea I am not wholly against. But… I am your husband, and I am possessive. I want you to be mine. ” the last word was said with a bite. He had never exactly been quiet about his possessive streak. “If you can think of a safe dynamic that allows her to share in our comfort, but not my body, or for her to be to you what you are to me… then I would not be opposed to the idea. I will always have a love for her, but it is not, and can never be, the love I feel for you. You are the one I chose, my Wife, my Queen, and my equal in all things.”
“I wouldn’t mind being closer to her, you know she’s my childhood friend, and I hate to see her hurt, but I would not want to give her my body. That is yours, and yours alone.” he paused, still thinking through what Deathbelle had asked of them, and what it might look like. “But having her nearby, curled up with you, safe and happy, is an idea I am not wholly against. But… I am your husband, and I am possessive. I want you to be mine. ” the last word was said with a bite. He had never exactly been quiet about his possessive streak. “If you can think of a safe dynamic that allows her to share in our comfort, but not my body, or for her to be to you what you are to me… then I would not be opposed to the idea. I will always have a love for her, but it is not, and can never be, the love I feel for you. You are the one I chose, my Wife, my Queen, and my equal in all things.”