strawberry wine

The pleading desperation in her statement was evident and Indigo felt it. A moment later he wrapped his huge arms around her and pulled her into his embrace. Gypsy well willingly, pressing into his thickly furred chest like she never had before. "I can't go back to how things were and I can't be on my own. I need to stay with you, Indigo." She was telling him that she would need him for the rest of their lives. It was a huge responsibility. If he wasn't up to the task, she wished he'd just leave her here. She'd wander off into the woods alone and the world would do its duty. She would rather die than be without the giant man's kindness and care.

The man nuzzled into the soft backs of her ears and Gypsy closed her eyes, her face still pressed into his chest. The action reminded her of bad times, but if this was what Indigo needed, then she would let him do as he wished. If touching, affection and...other things... were the price that she needed to pay to stay with Indigo, then she would pay it. He had shown her what life was supposed to be. She could never go back to that. Indigo had shown her this and because of that, she was his.