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Shadows and Dust

Ulric



Ulric

Loner

age
7 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Dire wolf
build
Heavy
posts
512
player

The Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 3Double MasterIce Bridge ExplorerMammoth HunterBeevent
1KCritical Hit!
05-18-2021, 06:00 PM
Ulric grinned softly as Eska pulled the berry from his claws, only just barely keeping himself in line and preventing himself from glancing down along her body as she stretched out comfortably on the fur beneath them - something that was becoming increasingly difficult the longer the wine took hold of him. It was difficult to not think about how the cool light of the stars and moon played off of the silvery bands in her pelt and how soft her fur felt when their sides brushed together. Gods, he wondered sometimes if she knew how often he thought about that light taste of a kiss she had given him and if she felt the same electricity he did every time they touched. Or was it just his own lonesome desires getting the best of him again? For once in his life he didn't want to rush things. She was worth every single moment he spent getting to know her.

And yet when he went to take the berry she offered him and return only to pull it away at the last second and place it between her teeth with a mischievous gleam in those stunning yellow eyes he felt his resolution threaten to crack. A smirk pulled across his lips and he chuckled deep in his chest, assessing her for a second before he leaned forward, his heart fluttering in his chest as he brushed the side of his muzzle ever so lightly against hers before catching the berry between his teeth and taking it away, a similar took in his own silver gaze. He only just narrowly avoided brushing his lips against hers - as much as it pained him to do so. But even just that small, teasing brush of their muzzles fed fuel into the fire of his desire for this fae and as he chewed the sweet fruit and watched her with a curious glance he wondered how much of this was a genuine want on her part and how much was influenced by the wine they had just consumed.

Ulric let his gaze linger on hers for a long moment, letting his paw closest to hers brush her foreleg. "Eska..." he said rumbled softly, the looseness the alcohol provided forcing the words out of his thoughts and past his lips. "I like you a lot," he admitted with a shy grin. "I... I've always moved fast and it's always burned me. I don't want to mess up what we might have." He hesitated, his paw brushing hers before resting his larger paw over hers. "I do want to kiss you though." He chuckled softly, looking at her again, that mischievous gleam returning to his gaze.

Ulric Adravendi