Blind leading the blind

No more words were exchanged between them. They didn't need to be. Both young lovers let their actions speak the sentiments of their hearts and souls for one another, clinging to one another as if they might drift away if left untethered. Life had thrown so much at them thus far, and they were still only yearlings with so much more life ahead of them. Both Carpathius and Fatalis wolf had been forced to grow up far quicker than they should have by circumstance and fate, but it had also pushed them together so much more intensely than a mundane existence would have. Together they had proven through trial and tribulation that they would not be defeated, and together they could rise and overcome any challenge they faced. Briar was Artorias' rock, his foundation from which he found stability and measure in his chaotic life. She was his sanctuary, his safe harbor to find clear skies amidst roiling seas and raging hurricanes. She was his morning and his evening, his first and last thought, his beginning and his end. Artorias loved and needed Briar more than anything else in this world, especially now.

In the quiet of the night, in the privacy of his room with moonlight streaming through the curtains and windows, Artorias showed Briar how much he loved her. Though he couldn't see the expressions shift on her face when he touched her the way she liked, he heard her reactions and knew what was happening. He kissed her back with equal parts deep need and relentless fervor. Seeing or blind, he knew Briar's body like the back of his paw by now, and he was proving it while he held her, tasted her, loved her. Briar took the lead from him, and Artorias willingly gave it to her, following her invisible guidance and reveling in the affections she smothered him with. She drew soft gasps and low murrs from the young brute, his paws roaming over her back and gripping to her fur, savoring the feel of her familiar coat under his touch and her scent in his nose. Though he had not intended for any of this to happen, Artorias was simply thankful that he had survived his encounter with the demonic entity. With all the strangeness of the world, it would have been so easy for something to snatch him away or snuff out Briar's flame. Instead, they were both still here, still alive, still in love.

Artorias planned to make the most of what he still had for the rest of his life.

- sexy time fade -

"Artorias Carpathius"