When I Wake Up

The two of them craved attention and that wasn’t much more than what either could offer in the long run. Noir was too selfish to care about what Duchess might need beyond a warm body to hold her tonight. He wasn’t going anywhere without a reminder of the time they shared not so long ago. As she looked up to him Noir knew it wouldn’t be hard to convince her. Still, he waited to close the distance as she gazed up at him and subtly invited him next to her.

Her playful summons ceased any hesitation Noir was harboring and he closed the distance between them. Unable to tera his gaze away from her delicate form or her vibrant heady gaze. She looked down, and somewhat reluctantly his attention followed. Down the soft curve of her nose, to the opened bag and mushrooms at her dainty paws. He recognized them. (Who do you think he was?) And knew that she spoke the truth when she told him what they did. He tried not to think about his last encounter with the hallucinogens.

”Is that so?” He asked her like he wasn’t sure what they were for, as he carefully lowered himself to the side of her. Strategically keeping himself out of the water for now. He leaned to the side and lifted one massive dark paw over her shoulder as he peered down at her treasure. ”You don’t have to resort to self medication, if you ask nicely I’m right here.” Noir teased darkly, not that he was going to turn down an offering like this.