Kindred spirits
Kane
Kaneonuskatew
Advanced Hunter (75)
Expert Healer (155)
age
11 Years
11 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
0
0
player
Joe
Joe
05-13-2021, 11:20 PM
Kane had been a lot of things in his life, and now it seemed like he could add therapist to that growing roster. He didn't know what twist of fates had happened to put him in just the right place to hear Gwyn, given him just enough skill to best the saber cat and live, granted him just enough stamina to make it to the Hallows, all so he could end up meeting the beautiful heartbroken Tamsyn, but the forces of the universe worked in strange and mysterious ways. It was the same question he had asked himself when he had met Tiva. Whatever the odds were, they didn't matter. What mattered was that their meeting had happened, that they had ended up in this situation together, and that they needed one another, if only for tonight. Tamsyn had made him feel less alone, less disposable—alive. Things he hadn't felt in years. As time gradually passed between them, he felt Tamsyn's body-wrenching sobs fade away into gentler tremors, until she stopped entirely, lying pressed into his chest while she caught her breath.
That was when those minty-green jewels looked back up at him. Kane met her with a comforting half smile, lifting a paw to wipe a few stray liquid diamonds from her eyes, then settled into just holding her like she were a precious treasure. Her paw touched his cheek, leaving sparks of electricity against his skin and making his steady heart beat just a little faster while she brushed over the calloused skin of his scar there. With other wolves that had ogled his scars, it had been out of awe or fascination, and sometimes out of disgust. With Tamsyn, it was like she was learning to see and appreciate scars in a whole new way every time she touched his. It was why he allowed her, an intimate stranger, to touch his as much as she wanted. It seemed like what she needed as her tool to accept hers. He watched her study his face, taking the moment to appreciate hers in turn. She had such a slender, perfectly feminine appearance, and his paws still roaming over her back felt the taut cords of toned muscles hidden just beneath her long, silky black fur. Tamsyn truly was a stunningly beautiful wolf.
Kane saw the conflict in her mint eyes while they burned into his, neither wolf daring to look away from the other while her paw caressed his cheek and his held her so close and tight that not a single inch of their bodies wasn't touching. Her warmth, her body, her fur brushing and mingling with his, it was all so intimate, far too much so for new acquaintances. But Tamsyn felt familiar, like he'd known her his entire life and not just a day. They had both bore their hearts and souls, their pains and their triumphs so readily. This wasn't just some random wolf; there was something there, a connection he couldn't explain that made everything just feel so natural. Her claws raking through the thin fur on his cheek left trails of electric under his skin, igniting a fire deep in his gut, the sensation so familiar and yet something he had forgotten to time. His heart began to race, his breathing quickened, each inhale drawing in more of Tamsyn's scent. The night was quiet, everyone else was asleep; they were alone in their own little world right now. Alone, but not lonely—not any longer. Her paws rested on his chest right above his thumping heart, beating so hard he was sure she could feel it. That look in her eyes plead for him, begging him for the relief that they both lusted for. Perhaps in an attempt to seal the deal, the midnight black fae lifted her muzzle to meet his to graze their lips together, a ghost of a kiss that spoke of the promise of so much more.
Kane had to make a decision. Tamsyn needed this. He needed this, despite how much he had repressed the loneliness up til now. He let out a soft, quivering sigh when her muzzle slowly moved away from his, looking at him with eyes searching for an answer. He knew what his answer should be. He should hug her, thank her for trusting him that much, remind her they were still new and her emotions were raw, let her go to bed and let them both dwell on what had happened. But he didn't do that. Instead, Kane listened to the fire in his core, the sparks and tingles rushing through his every nerve from her simplest touch, the loneliness that had left him starved for affection. Kane ran a paw slowly up Tam's back again, pressing gently between her shoulders to keep her held tight to his body while he gazed into her mint eyes for a few moments longer, as if every answer to any problem he'd ever had resided in those light green eyes. Then he brought his muzzle back down to meet hers slow, yet firm, kissing her with that need of a wolf who would only find relief in her kiss. He didn't make it quick, nor leave her longing for more. Kane's kiss lingered on Tamsyn's lips, savoring her, letting her take all that she needed while he did the same, mouth moving with slow, needy desire. Then, after a few blissful moments had passed, Kane pulled back.
The dire brute let a quiet sigh of relief past his parted lips, feeling a release unlike any he'd had before in that moment. Already his heart ached for more, his body yearning and burning for her, for that reprieve from the crushing loneliness and solitude he had known for too damn long. But this was all on Tamsyn's terms. Although he was healing as well, and would ordinarily happily take the lead, this was for her. She would be their director, their conductor to whatever symphony she wanted to create tonight, and he would make music with her. His hazel eyes slowly flickered open halfway, seeking hers as he watched and waited for her next move. "Tamsyn..." he whispered beneath his heated breath, the sound feeling so natural on his tongue, his large paws beginning to knead at her taut muscles along her back.
As his mate, Tamsyn may enter his threads not marked as Private.
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