i choose to walk with you
rhymara
06-22-2020, 04:10 AM
As he held her Rhyme could feel her disposition shift, and from the answer she’d give on her day the old man knew this would be the highlight. Though it wasn’t difficult for him to get her attention, she was captured as he mentioned a surprise. He led her on the way easily, a smile unable to be removed from his features as they went. His gaze didn’t stray far from her, especially as they arrived and he watched her bright eyes light up as she took in his surprise.
Rhyme followed as her excitement shone through both in her words and the way she bound excitedly towards the pile of furs. She teased him lightly, but he hadn’t thought about the word ‘date’ quite yet. Rhyme was much more serious than a date, but he’d grin in response as he followed behind. She seemed surprised, and that was a main goal he could check off his list for the evening. Things were progressing well so far, but he still felt those nervous feelings well up inside.
”Maybe it is…” he teased her lightly as he stopped behind her and nuzzled against the back of her neck. He continued to move slightly over to the bed near the beach. They were far enough away from the sand it would provide minimal annoyances. Rhyme pulled back the first layer of the little bed and gestured for Samara to get comfortable before he settled in beside her snuggly. Rhyme pulled the hide back over the both of them as he surrounded the tiny woman with his huge form.
”Are you hungry?” He asked softly, not having to speak much above a whisper with how close they were now. Rhyme offered her a couple of strips of dried meat as he curled around her more tightly. He couldn’t help himself as he nuzzled in more affectionately. He placed another sweet kiss on her forehead, his stomach erupting in fluttering butterflies. This wasn’t the main reason he’d brought her here, but he wanted to build up to the right moment. But what if the right moment didn’t come?
”Samara,” he started softly, suddenly regretting the quickness in which the night was progressing. ”Ms. Klein…” Rhyme started again, finding her gaze, feeling the anxiety and excitement rush through him. ”Be mine. Be my mate, my wife, whatever title. I want you to be my one and only.”
Rhyme followed as her excitement shone through both in her words and the way she bound excitedly towards the pile of furs. She teased him lightly, but he hadn’t thought about the word ‘date’ quite yet. Rhyme was much more serious than a date, but he’d grin in response as he followed behind. She seemed surprised, and that was a main goal he could check off his list for the evening. Things were progressing well so far, but he still felt those nervous feelings well up inside.
”Maybe it is…” he teased her lightly as he stopped behind her and nuzzled against the back of her neck. He continued to move slightly over to the bed near the beach. They were far enough away from the sand it would provide minimal annoyances. Rhyme pulled back the first layer of the little bed and gestured for Samara to get comfortable before he settled in beside her snuggly. Rhyme pulled the hide back over the both of them as he surrounded the tiny woman with his huge form.
”Are you hungry?” He asked softly, not having to speak much above a whisper with how close they were now. Rhyme offered her a couple of strips of dried meat as he curled around her more tightly. He couldn’t help himself as he nuzzled in more affectionately. He placed another sweet kiss on her forehead, his stomach erupting in fluttering butterflies. This wasn’t the main reason he’d brought her here, but he wanted to build up to the right moment. But what if the right moment didn’t come?
”Samara,” he started softly, suddenly regretting the quickness in which the night was progressing. ”Ms. Klein…” Rhyme started again, finding her gaze, feeling the anxiety and excitement rush through him. ”Be mine. Be my mate, my wife, whatever title. I want you to be my one and only.”
