Find your comforts

Kaneonuskatew · 06-01-2021, 10:35 PM

At no point in their very short relationship did Kane feel like he was just being used by Tamsyn, but he appreciated her reassurance that she didn't intend that and that she genuinely liked spending time with him. All he could do was smile and hope that trend continued. He was attracted to Tamsyn, for her beauty of course, but it was so much beyond that too. She had such a pure soul, a kind and loving heart that carried the weight of the scars, both physical and emotional. As a healer, Kane wanted to mend her, to make her feel better and restore the vitality to her life that had been stolen. But on the flip side, as a hunter, Kane also savored the game and the chase, getting to learn more of what made up Tamsyn day after day. He'd had a small taste of the fiery passion that lived inside the jet black fae and it had scalded his soul, leaving him with a yearning to be immolated by her entirely. This was the beginning of an addiction, he could feel it, but he refused to stop. He didn't want to stop. He wanted Tamsyn and the feelings of relief, happiness, and affection that she brought with her.

Every little giggle and smile she made while he squeezed her in his arms, the way she looked up at him and grinned, her scent, the feel of her fur... It was all too good and made the dire brute wonder if maybe he had actually died in the fight with the saber cat and this was his heaven, that Tamsyn was his own personal angel. He held her tight in his arms, possessive over his little blackbird, while she buried her face in his chest and took in his scent. The sly grin on her lips at his not-so-subtle hint of what was on his mind was all the answer he needed.

As her body pressed more into his side, Kane shifted to turn more towards her, allowing her smaller form to fit into the crease of his frame. His paw draped across her ran up her side, tracing each feminine curve between planes of athletic muscle and silky fur, handling her the way one would an exotic fabric. Low rumbles of delight started in his chest while her paws ran over his chest and shoulders and through his fur, finding his scars with soft paw pads. She seemed fixated with his scars, but he didn't mind in the least. Tamsyn could touch him wherever she liked as often as she liked.

All alone outside in the quiet summer night, away from any prying eyes and perked ears, the two wolves could lose themselves in one another all night long. Tamsyn was becoming more confident and bold in her touches and advances, pulling a wider grin from Kane. He returned her nuzzle to the top of her head while her face disappeared into his neck, feeling little feathery kisses and nibbles along his neck sending little electric shocks through his system. He murred and shivered, lowering his muzzle to let his saber fangs graze slowly through her scruff, parting fur to find warm, tender skin as she spiked his pulse and set his blood on fire. With her taking the lead, Kane felt his mind slip away into the warm, heady ocean of desire, ready to give all of himself to his little blackbird once more.

— FADE —

"Kane"

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