Feel the Thunder
Briar ♡ - autumn seasonal
07-23-2021, 01:02 PM
Briar settled into Artorias when they were done, a wide dreamy grin across her lips as he pulled her into his chest. She didn't regret the decision to lift away their rules in the slightest. It was hard to see this as anything but the best decision she had ever made as she floated on this cloud of wonderful, beautiful pleasure that being with Artorias like this had given her. She enjoyed all the intimate things they had done together so far, but this was by far her favorite. When he rolled onto his back with her draped across him she chuckled softly and nestled into his chest, letting her eyes close contently. Nothing in the world could ruin this moment for her. Everything was perfect in this little sanctuary that shielded them and let them bask in their love for each other.
His whispered words and kisses across the top of her head made her grin again and she tipped her head up to be able to leave a few gentle kisses along his neck. "I love you too, Artorias... I love you so very much," he replied just as softly, enjoying how he made her heart soar. He made her feel like the best version of herself and the way he looked at her with so much love and like she was the most perfect thing he had ever seen was all she had ever wanted. She wrapped her forelegs around him while he held her more tightly, holding on to him as if she thought he might drift away if she didn't. He was hers and she was never going to let him go.
"Briar Fatalis"
His whispered words and kisses across the top of her head made her grin again and she tipped her head up to be able to leave a few gentle kisses along his neck. "I love you too, Artorias... I love you so very much," he replied just as softly, enjoying how he made her heart soar. He made her feel like the best version of herself and the way he looked at her with so much love and like she was the most perfect thing he had ever seen was all she had ever wanted. She wrapped her forelegs around him while he held her more tightly, holding on to him as if she thought he might drift away if she didn't. He was hers and she was never going to let him go.