Ookey Spooky Creepy Crawly
Milo
10-15-2020, 08:49 PM
Why not? Nausicaa's words echoed in his head like a shout in a cavern. It was his mantra, his motto, his North Star. Why not? Life was short, live it the way you want to. It appeared that he wasn't the only one to share that perspective. Swallowing back his nerves, he met Nausicaa's wide grin with one of his own. "Why not..." he repeated in a hushed tone before leaning in to kiss her once again. Milo would press deeper once she returned his kiss, gently swiping against her lips with a soft tongue and youthful enthusiasm. He shifted his body, sitting upright without breaking their muzzles apart as he went to roll her carefully onto her back. If she offered him no resistance, he would gently climb above the prone woman, making out with her all the while, releasing the heated desire building up inside his soul and throughout other parts of his anatomy. Going purely on instincts and what felt right, Milo would shift and adjust himself, positioning himself over her, letting her engulf his senses and overwhelm him as he enveloped her smaller frame with his body. His right paw pressed to the ground beside her to support himself, his left wrapping around the woman's waist and bringing her body closer to his, pressing each inch of skin he could tighter together. He only broke their kiss to give her one last glance down into her gorgeous eyes, one more grin telling her that he was with her through this night. "Bear with me, Naus... This might require a bit of figuring out..." he murmured with a breathless, lustful snicker. He leaned down to kiss her again, aligning his hips with hers as he lost himself to the sensations that were Nausicaa and drowning out the rest of the world, blissfully plunging headfirst into the new discoveries they were uncovering together. — FADE —
"Speech" — Thoughts
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