Gimme Some Sugar

Artorias assured her that she never had to miss him, but it wasn't true. She missed him often. Even before Briar was here. They couldn't be together every second of the day, but when they weren't together, she missed him. She wondered if these emotions would lessen as she became used to his absence or if they would grow deeper as she was denied him. Time would tell.

Bowen's bite to her brother's throat had brought a reaction from him. She felt it pulse through his massive frame and couldn't hide the grin the curled along her maw. He had liked it. She would file that away for later use. His gasp in her ear had caused a thrum of pleasure to reverberate through her as well, being as audibly fixated as she was. The grin shifted and she bit her lower lip to keep a sound of her own from breaking free. The only thing that she could do to keep from ravaging him right then was to suggest that they do something else.

Given the option, Artorias chose to explore the cavern that she'd discovered. Night would have time for darker delights. His nip to her ear brought a low, throaty chuckle and the pair unwound themselves from one another. Artorias gave a bow and spoke. Bowen grinned, her own tones playful, but laced with the promises of what was to come. "Very much so, my Lord," she purred in response.

Dropping down from the alcove, Bowen made her way towards some of the strange crystals that clung to the walls. The whole place smelled of the rich, somewhat acrid tang of sweetness. Looking towards Art, the small fae motioned towards the wall. "They smell sweet. Do you think they are?" Being the adventurous sort, Bowen leaned forward, her maw parting. She slowly pulled her tongue from base to tip of one crystal. Russet ears perked and she turned to the big brute with a smile on her face. "It is sweet! It's like these crystals are made of pure sugar."

"Bowen" | "Carpathian"