welcome to my nightmare
06-06-2021, 08:37 AM
As the soft behemoth wrapped himself protectively around her, Gypsy didn't shy away. She was quickly becoming acclimated to his presence, his touch. She was accepting the fact that he meant her no harm. It was a foreign concept, but it was becoming her reality. Indigo wasn't in league with her father. If he was, he was a terribly good actor, but in her soul she believed that he was true to his word and he meant her no harm. Indigo assured her that he would never let her go back to her father and that the horrid man would never touch her again. He went a step further and told her again that she was free. As Indigo gave her a choice as to the length of his time with her, a soft sob pulled from the woman's throat. "What did I do to deserve this kindness?" She continued to hold fast to one giant leg, further sinking into the man as he enveloped her. Indigo's lips gently brushed her white tipped ears and it distracted Gypsy from her grief. It wasn't an entirely unwelcome feeling, but it did raise unwelcome memories. The only thing that kept her from pulling away was the fact that she knew he would stop the moment that she asked him to. "Thank you, Indigo," she whispered, sliding her silken cheek gently along his trapped foreleg. She still hadn't released her grasp on him and didn't feel as though she would want to any time soon. "Gypsy"
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**Gypsy's past is full of some extreme abuse. Be warned.**
Indigo may enter any of Gypsy's threads as he sees fit.
Indigo may enter any of Gypsy's threads as he sees fit.