Tell me, am I going crazy?
Artorias
Bulwark
Bard
05-14-2021, 02:52 PM
She immediately felt his immediate reaction to her scratching around his ears and it made a huge grin spread across her face. That was something she knew she'd be taking advantage of in the future and that made her all the more excited to spend more time with him and learn even more about him. What other things did he like? What was his favorite food? Is favorite places to go? His favorite smells? She wanted to know all of it. She wanted to know every single little thing about him, inside and out. She gave similar little murrs when he pressed firmer kisses to her scars. The affection made her skin tingle and her heart beat a little faster even though she couldn't really figure out why. She just knew she liked how Artorias' kisses felt and that seemed to go for every part of her, not just her lips. Briar chuckled when told her how good her scratches felt, encouraging her to keep doing it. She liked short circuiting him. It was so fun to see Artorias go from his tough, sword wielding wolf to this mushy love bug. "It's okay... I kind of like it now..." she assured him with a shy giggle, tipping her head down to look at him with a grin. Just seeing him and looking at his warm eyes that looked even more handsome in this orangey-gold fire light made her chest swell with happiness. Was this how her parents had always felt when they saw each other? It was really no wonder that losing Zee had torn her father's world apart. She thought she had understood, but now she understood even more. Briar leaned down to his muzzle to give him slow, tender kiss for a moment before she tucked her head over his and pulled him into her chest, hugging him tight. "I'm so happy I have you..." she told him quietly, nuzzling the top of his head. She held him like that for a while, completely relaxed in his embrace and perfectly at peace. A yawn pulled at her and reminded her of the fact that her sleep had been rudely interrupted by her nightmare and she let her eyes start to drift closed, still tangled up in Artorias' embrace with his head tucked over her neck, feeling as if this was the only way she should ever sleep from now on. Without really meaning to, sleep snuck up on her and pulled her under, drifting off into a deep, peaceful sleep wrapped up in Artorias and snuggled into the plush bedding around them. |
