in my wildest dreams
Juggernaut
05-30-2021, 05:08 PM
Segin seemed to understand where he was coming from, really this was the hard part. He hadn’t put much thought into his actions, Emersyn’s life was in danger and Indigo reacted. He was just lucky that this was the worst of it, he could have come out so much worse. He tried to apologize for the fact, Indigo hated what he’d become. He was ready to be healed and back to his full potential. This healing process was long and arduous. His strife did meet relief in Segin’s sugar sweet smile. Being doted on by the wolves he cared about was a new experience, one that he could admit to enjoying. However incapacitated he felt they were there for him no question, the thought touched his heart as blue gaze lingered on Segin’s smile.
Indigo leaned into Segin’s affection as he pressed his nose to his cheek, and reminded him that he was grateful Indigo was still there at all. He knew that he had taken too great a risk, but there had been no other choice. From now on He had to fight smarter, because there was no doubt this would not be the last. ”I know,” Indigo admitted softly, ”I’ll be more careful next time.” He promised, his voice regretful, that there would have to be a next time. If Gypsy’s father came back, if Draco showed up… Indigo would always have to be on guard and ready. That was a sacrifice the Fatalis man was willing to make, Segin and every one of them were worth it.
Segin shifted slightly, fitting himself against Indigo comfortably. Indy craved the physical attention and discernibly relaxed in his embrace. Laying there beneath the tree Indigo felt content and loved. Segin possessed a talent of putting Indigo at ease. Maybe it was his easy smile, even after everything he’d been put through. Or their easy affection that they shared practically from the start. There was always that warm feeling that bubbled up in his belly and fluttered in his chest when Segin got closer, and Indigo acted on it by curling in against the other male’s smaller form.
They remained like that while Indigo recuperated and caught his breath. The latter seeming impossible especially as Segin began to trace his tongue over Indy’s dark ear. A shiver raced over his skin, and he knew that Segin felt the reaction if Indigo wanted to or not. His cheeks burned and the nervous feeling flared again, but it wasn’t entirely unpleasant. Indy rumbled deep in his chest, the sound obviously pleased as he further relaxed against Segin’s smaller frame. Beyond holding him a little tighter Indy didn’t move, he was comfortable where Segin was, and despite himself, curious where he was going.
Indigo Fatalis
Indigo leaned into Segin’s affection as he pressed his nose to his cheek, and reminded him that he was grateful Indigo was still there at all. He knew that he had taken too great a risk, but there had been no other choice. From now on He had to fight smarter, because there was no doubt this would not be the last. ”I know,” Indigo admitted softly, ”I’ll be more careful next time.” He promised, his voice regretful, that there would have to be a next time. If Gypsy’s father came back, if Draco showed up… Indigo would always have to be on guard and ready. That was a sacrifice the Fatalis man was willing to make, Segin and every one of them were worth it.
Segin shifted slightly, fitting himself against Indigo comfortably. Indy craved the physical attention and discernibly relaxed in his embrace. Laying there beneath the tree Indigo felt content and loved. Segin possessed a talent of putting Indigo at ease. Maybe it was his easy smile, even after everything he’d been put through. Or their easy affection that they shared practically from the start. There was always that warm feeling that bubbled up in his belly and fluttered in his chest when Segin got closer, and Indigo acted on it by curling in against the other male’s smaller form.
They remained like that while Indigo recuperated and caught his breath. The latter seeming impossible especially as Segin began to trace his tongue over Indy’s dark ear. A shiver raced over his skin, and he knew that Segin felt the reaction if Indigo wanted to or not. His cheeks burned and the nervous feeling flared again, but it wasn’t entirely unpleasant. Indy rumbled deep in his chest, the sound obviously pleased as he further relaxed against Segin’s smaller frame. Beyond holding him a little tighter Indy didn’t move, he was comfortable where Segin was, and despite himself, curious where he was going.
Warning: Indigo should be considered a Mature Character.
