i choose to walk with you

*Samara* · Updated 04/30/23:

Samara felt a shiver go down her spine as Rhyme nosed at the back of her neck, but it wasn't from the cold... she giggled again, this time more uncontrollably. That was a heck of feeling, she was so used to being in control, her reactions were usually so controlled and planned and yet when she was with Rhyme it was so easy to be swept up in emotion and to be so much more genuine. Rhyme moved around her and lifted the first layer of furs, gesturing for her to settle in and she obliged happily. The feeling of Rhyme curling around her never failed to help her feel comforted and protected. Even if she was fully capable of taking care of herself.

He offered her some of the dried meat and she accepted graciously. It really was a whole night of firsts for the small woman, she was by no means inexperienced but the emotions involved were new. She'd been on a few dates to speak of but they'd never been real as she understood them, though she was certain her companions would disagree... if they could. She gnawed delicately on the meat, unaware of the nerves that had come over Rhyme. She swallowed as he spoke again, tipping her head back to look up at him as he spoke.

He said those words and Samara felt a thrill of anxiety go through her. Marriage... she had never really considered marriage for herself and some part of her hated the idea of being tied down, she was always independent and the ability to simply run when things went to shit had always been important to her... But then her thoughts turned to her family, to the way her half-sister had chased after that dog of hers for years only to marry another man and lose him too... she thought of the stability she wanted for any of her own children...

Samara nodded, slowly at first but with more enthusiasm as she became overcome with enthusiasm. Her doubts chased away from the excitement of the moment. "Rhyme I- I- yes." The last word was a whisper, she shifted so she could look deep into his gaze easier, she searched his face, a mixture of excitement and some doubt plain in her expression.

"Speech"

Table Art by Kharpa

Login
Username:
Password:	Lost Password?
	Remember me

i choose to walk with you

rhymara

Samara