Away From The Chaos

Bowen lay in bed, her slender limbs entwined with the much longer limbs of Haiku's sleeping form. They had been staying inside a lot lately. With the world outside being strange and unnatural, it was safer to stay locked within the protective castle walls. Though how much longer the castle would be able to withstand the glowing madness, Bowen didn't know. Already the crystals were climbing the stone walls. It was unnerving.

The small fae shifted, moving her limbs to slide in closer to her lovers chest. Haiku was a big boy and Bowen was just a little thing, so it was easy to curl up right in the nook of his forelegs, her chest to his. It should have been daytime outside, she thought. These days it was difficult to tell. Either way, she let the man sleep a little longer, but eventually couldn't stop herself from stealing little kisses here and there.

Soft, pink lips trailed up the underside of Haiku's jaw. A little spark formed within the young fae and she continued by dragging her tongue over the trail of kisses. Need flared through Bowen as she slid upwards, draping one foreleg over the brute's thick neck. Her claws pulled through the thicker fur at the back of his neck while her lips found his own. It would be no secret what she wanted. What she needed. Haiku was the only one that could give it to her.

"Bowen & Haiku"