The Book of You and I
Azariah
09-06-2020, 11:22 PM
If someone would have told him a few days ago that he could fall so head over heals so quickly he would have told them they were insane. He had mostly given up on the idea of falling in love or even finding someone that he felt he might be compatible with. He'd found both in one fell swoop and he couldn't believe that this was actually real. They melted into each other as if they were always meant to be that way - and he was starting to think that maybe they were. There must have been a reason why life had kept him from loving anyone else and as they covered each other in the most thrilling and tender kisses he silently decided it was because fate was saving him for her. She was his missing piece and now he felt like he could finally be happy and content. They both had their own issues to work through, but that was okay. They could do that together. He finally had the support and love he had been craving for most of his life and she would always him to love her and prove to her that she is perfect and loved. She gave him that permission he needed in a whisper that hold him that he wasn't the only one feeling this wonderful, maddening desire. Everywhere that her body touched his felt like it was on fire in the most pleasant way imaginable. He melted into her and for the first time made her completely his. Every inch of her skin that he could reach was graced with a kiss or the most gentle of nibbles. Every time he found a scar he paid it special attention, covering the mark of something dark and sinister in her life with healing, tender love. He was clumsy and even a bit awkward at first, but he eventually found his way as he settled into the most true showing of his love he could manage to give her. He still didn't know all of her story and he wasn't sure how long it would take for her to tell him the story that she seemed so very certain that he wouldn't enjoy hearing, but he didn't care. He wanted to drown out any of the darkness that still lingered in her mind and make her feel the love and protection she deserved to feel. - fade - He rested his head and shoulders leaned up against the wall of the den once they were done and spent, a content smile lingering on his lips. He held Azariah's smaller form on top of his with her head on his chest and his forelegs wrapped around her form to hold her steady there. His sleepiness had already been creeping up on him before they tangled together and it was firmly pulling at him now. He stayed awake for just another moment longer, watching Azariah's pale form in the darkness. He watched the peaceful rise and fall of her chest and enjoyed the way their scents mixed and mingled together in the still air of their den. She was his and he was hers. That thought alone brought him more peace that he could have ever thought possible. |