stay with me
06-21-2021, 05:43 PM
Everything about Indigo felt comforting. His voice, his scent, his softness, his strength, his warmth... It was as if he had been created to comfort and heal, and perhaps he was. Thinking on all the wolves he had brought together and saved from whatever demons pursued them... Indigo was a safe harbor in a hurricane of a world. He touched her and treated her with such care and gentleness like she were a fragile and priceless treasure. It was the first time Em had every felt like she had any worth. He brought about a racing heartbeat and these strange feminine feelings she'd never experienced before. Life had made her cold and hard, but Indigo made her soften up and let herself just be and feel.
While she clung to him, lost in the darkness of closed eyes, Emersyn felt hypersensitive in Indy's hold. The sensation of one large paw running slowly down the back of her neck made her heart skip a beat, her breath slipping past her lips in a quivering exhale. Static tingled beneath her skin where he touched or nuzzled her. It was a sensation entirely unfamiliar to her. She could feel his breath against her delicate ear, feel each word he whispered against it, speaking as if the rest of the world were trying to intrude in their lives. He asked to stay with her tonight. Emersyn could hear the hesitance in his voice; he was trying so carefully to navigate her and be respectful of boundaries. It was so refreshing to feel like she had a say in anything, a choice she could make. If she asked, she knew Indigo would leave without protest. She could be alone again in the blink of an eye. All she had to do was say the word.
But she didn't want that—not at all.
Em slowly nuzzled her snout through his thick mane, feeling the sea of purple fur part for her as she brought her muzzle up to rest softly against his throat, just beneath his jaw. "I'd like that," she whispered back. Something inside her told her that Duchess probably wouldn't be too happy about that, but in this moment Em couldn't bring herself to care. Being with Indigo felt cathartic, like she was breaking down the cage she'd stuffed her emotions in for years. It felt too good to just let it stop now. Her heart was still racing, rushing adrenaline and endorphins through her system. She wasn't prepared to let Indy stop what he was doing to her or let the feelings go away. Not yet.
Reluctantly pulling back from his body, Emersyn peered up into his eyes with emotions so radically new to her she didn't know how to name them shining in her heterochromatic gaze. A quick glance out the window confirmed that the sun had finished setting sometime during their conversation, leaving the world in the dark privacy of night. She slowly slid out of his embrace, already missing the warmth and feel of his powerful forelegs keeping her held to him, giving him a small smile and beckoning eyes while she sauntered over to the large four-poster bed and climbed up onto the old mattress blanketed with swaths of furs and linens. No words were uttered or spoken, her body language speaking for her while she settled down onto the bed, waiting for him to come and join her in the comfort of the bed.
"Emersyn"
While she clung to him, lost in the darkness of closed eyes, Emersyn felt hypersensitive in Indy's hold. The sensation of one large paw running slowly down the back of her neck made her heart skip a beat, her breath slipping past her lips in a quivering exhale. Static tingled beneath her skin where he touched or nuzzled her. It was a sensation entirely unfamiliar to her. She could feel his breath against her delicate ear, feel each word he whispered against it, speaking as if the rest of the world were trying to intrude in their lives. He asked to stay with her tonight. Emersyn could hear the hesitance in his voice; he was trying so carefully to navigate her and be respectful of boundaries. It was so refreshing to feel like she had a say in anything, a choice she could make. If she asked, she knew Indigo would leave without protest. She could be alone again in the blink of an eye. All she had to do was say the word.
But she didn't want that—not at all.
Em slowly nuzzled her snout through his thick mane, feeling the sea of purple fur part for her as she brought her muzzle up to rest softly against his throat, just beneath his jaw. "I'd like that," she whispered back. Something inside her told her that Duchess probably wouldn't be too happy about that, but in this moment Em couldn't bring herself to care. Being with Indigo felt cathartic, like she was breaking down the cage she'd stuffed her emotions in for years. It felt too good to just let it stop now. Her heart was still racing, rushing adrenaline and endorphins through her system. She wasn't prepared to let Indy stop what he was doing to her or let the feelings go away. Not yet.
Reluctantly pulling back from his body, Emersyn peered up into his eyes with emotions so radically new to her she didn't know how to name them shining in her heterochromatic gaze. A quick glance out the window confirmed that the sun had finished setting sometime during their conversation, leaving the world in the dark privacy of night. She slowly slid out of his embrace, already missing the warmth and feel of his powerful forelegs keeping her held to him, giving him a small smile and beckoning eyes while she sauntered over to the large four-poster bed and climbed up onto the old mattress blanketed with swaths of furs and linens. No words were uttered or spoken, her body language speaking for her while she settled down onto the bed, waiting for him to come and join her in the comfort of the bed.
