every rose has its thorn

*Oxx* · 06-09-2021, 04:36 PM

How long did he sit there and watch her? This tiny, wisp of a woman... Oxx was mesmerized by her appearance and the ease with which she slept. She reminded him of someone. Someone from long ago. What had her name been? The man could barely concentrate. All of his attention was on the tiny woman asleep on the moss.

And then she wasn't asleep. The beautiful fae's eyes opened, the previously hidden orbs were dual toned and now Oxx was even more drawn to her. Those eyes... they seemed to suck him in, to beckon him forward. Without realizing it, Oxx had risen, water sluicing from his white, slate and black pelt. Giant paws moved his body forward and he was soon standing on the bank, still dripping river water.

"Lady," he spoke in his low, growling purr. The dark grey eyes of the man rested on her face and Oxx once again found himself moving involuntarily. The behemoth settled himself on his stomach so that the dainty elf of a woman wouldn't have to strain her neck to look up at him. The giant, who was normally cocky, self centered and full of sarcastic words, was struck mute by her beauty and the strange sense of nostalgia that she made rise within him.

"Speech"

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