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Briar

The Hallows
Lady of Cinder

Master Fighter (245)

Master Intellectual (240)

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age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
475
size
Large
build
Light
posts
721
player
Shelby

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08-09-2021, 09:49 PM
It really didn't seem to matter how many times she snuck out to get some alone time with Artorias, she just wanted more and more. As the days crept by she could feel the end of fall sneaking up on them faster than she would have liked and it felt like before they knew it his season of training would be over and he would be going back to The Hallows. The thought made her cling to him tighter, her paws wrapped behind his neck while her head was tipped back to give him all the access he wanted to leave those kisses all along her throat. Her breathing matched his while they lost themselves in each other, little gasps and sounds of pleasure punctuating her panting. Her toes curled and gripped the thicker fur on his scruff, her eyes fluttering closed in ecstasy. His name was on the tip of her tongue, nearly moaning his name back to him, when a hard pounding at the barracks door cut her off and made her freeze, her claws gripping into his scruff on reflex as her gaze darted toward the door.

Her heart felt like it completely stopped when her father was suddenly standing in the doorway. She wanted to sink into the ground, she wanted to vanish and never be seen again - especially never by her father. She couldn't breath from her panic and fear and embarrassment, not at least until her dad turned and walked back out, barely catching his comment about not having to call for her. Her face felt like it was on fire, releasing Artorias' neck just so she could cover up her face with the sheer dread she felt at the thought of ever having to show her face to her father again. Obviously she would have to - now apparently - but that was the very last thing she wanted to do right now. She barely heard her father say something about a disaster, telling them to hurry. Nothing felt like it could be as big of a disaster as this.

Artorias climbed off of her and she rolled to her paws, giving herself a shake as well and sat with Artorias for a couple of minutes, her face still burning hot with embarrassment. Her mind was reeling, wishing desperately she could just run and hide or at least go bathe or something before they faced whatever it was that her dad had come to find them for. But they had to face him eventually and she reluctantly climbed to her paws to walk toward the door just behind Artorias, her ears pinned back against her head. She returned his gentle kiss and tried to give him a little smile even though all she could think about was the fact that her father had seen them doing that. She walked outside with him, feeling a bit like she was hiding behind him as she stood slightly back from his shoulder beside him, her turquoise gaze very pointedly on the ground in front of her in her embarrassment.

"Briar Fatalis"