Take The Gun And Count To Three
Ulric
05-01-2021, 12:38 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-01-2021, 12:40 PM by Ulric. Edited 1 time in total.)
As he had figured, maybe as he had feared, Aranea's lips met his again and threw a match onto what little self control he still had. It went up into smoke and the fire spread, burning away his conscious thoughts and any reservations or fears he had about giving into her again. He began to feel as if his emotions had been twisted and warped and used. He had no doubt that she had meant what she said when she admitted that she loved him, but it wasn't right. It wasn't healthy. It broke them both in ways he didn't quite understand. The other times she had found her way into his bed he had felt as if he was trying to fill what Azariah had taken from him - the care and tender love that they had shared. He had never wanted to just soothe the physical desires he had, he had wanted someone to fill the gaps of his broken heart.
This time felt different. When she returned her lips to his for a second time she met the hunger that he had given her and it began to roar into a wildfire. His paws gripped harder around her, claws pressing against skin as he held her for what he knew would be the last time. She pressed into him, pushing to try and get over on top of him and he refused with a soft rumble of a growl. She tapped into a part of himself that he had locked down tight ever since he had gotten into the fight with his sister that gave him the first of many scars across his face, the part of him that was unrestrained with his emotions. He pushed her down into the bed as he rolled on top of her, her light, small frame feeling so incredibly fragile in his massive paws. Every pent up emotion - pain, sorrow, longing, loneliness, confusion, hurt - it all was funneled into his lust as if that could purge the feelings from his body and finally let him be free.
His furious, hungry kiss trailed form her lips to her jaw to her neck, holding himself over her and pinning her there. He wanted to devour her, get lost in her. He was gone, long, long gone. Any of his responsibilities or duties or any of the things he should have been thinking about in that moment were terribly far away and left him hollow, leaving just the desire alone to fill him and drive him forward. He felt raw and vulnerable and that just made him kiss her harder, hold on to her harder. You shouldn't be here he thought again to himself, but words were beyond him. She shouldn't be here, allowing him to lose himself like this. She shouldn't be able to break him the way she did, but he allowed it. Just this once.
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Walk | "Talk" | think
This time felt different. When she returned her lips to his for a second time she met the hunger that he had given her and it began to roar into a wildfire. His paws gripped harder around her, claws pressing against skin as he held her for what he knew would be the last time. She pressed into him, pushing to try and get over on top of him and he refused with a soft rumble of a growl. She tapped into a part of himself that he had locked down tight ever since he had gotten into the fight with his sister that gave him the first of many scars across his face, the part of him that was unrestrained with his emotions. He pushed her down into the bed as he rolled on top of her, her light, small frame feeling so incredibly fragile in his massive paws. Every pent up emotion - pain, sorrow, longing, loneliness, confusion, hurt - it all was funneled into his lust as if that could purge the feelings from his body and finally let him be free.
His furious, hungry kiss trailed form her lips to her jaw to her neck, holding himself over her and pinning her there. He wanted to devour her, get lost in her. He was gone, long, long gone. Any of his responsibilities or duties or any of the things he should have been thinking about in that moment were terribly far away and left him hollow, leaving just the desire alone to fill him and drive him forward. He felt raw and vulnerable and that just made him kiss her harder, hold on to her harder. You shouldn't be here he thought again to himself, but words were beyond him. She shouldn't be here, allowing him to lose himself like this. She shouldn't be able to break him the way she did, but he allowed it. Just this once.
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