Gimme Some Sugar

It was impossible for the young alpha to resist the mirthful grin splitting his lips when Bowen returned his playful enthusiasm. The tone of her purring voice left little shivers of delight racing down his back knowing what they implied what what intentions she had for him later, an underlying salaciousness to Artorias' grin emerging when she agreed and called him "her Lord". Chuckling to himself, Artorias slid down from the alcove just behind Bowen, albeit less gracefully than his smaller, more lithe sister. Being a large wolf had its advantages and disadvantages, and trying to navigate smaller spaces while spelunking wasn't one of them. Once he'd gotten down to the cavern's floor again, he surveyed the chamber with curious amber eyes. The cave walls and ceiling were almost completely studded by the clear crystals, and the air smelled thickly of of slightly damp sweetness. It was a peculiar place to be sure, but it didn't feel malignant like the other crystals had.

Following behind Bowen, Artorias turned his attention back to his little sister when she mentioned the sweet smell in the air, which appeared to be coming from... the crystals themselves? Quirking a brow, Art leaned in towards a cluster of crystals on the wall and gave them a tentative sniff. Sure enough, the crystals smelled like wet sucrose. "I'll be damned, they do smell sweet!" The dire brute turned his glance back to the petite russet and cream fae at his side just in time to watch her maw part and her tongue roll slowly up a sizable crystal from base to tip. Artorias' heart missed a beat out of instinctual fear, remembering what crystals had done to the world before, but when Bowen didn't immediately fall over dead and instead seemed to brighten with a smile on her face that still made his heart soar no matter how many times he saw it.

Bowen declared the crystals to be sweet as if made of sugar and now Artorias looked back at them with fascination. Okay, he had to try one now! Mimicking his partner's actions, Artorias slowly let his tongue slip from between azure lips to lap over a smaller crystal, covering the entire little geode of sugar with a swirling lick. The taste of pure sweet sugar hit his tastebuds in an instant, and fire-kissed amber eyes blinked wide with surprise. "You're right, I think they are made of sugar." Putting his theory to the test, Artorias grabbed one of the crystals with a massive paw and pulled. The crystal snapped off with no resistance, and the brute took a tentative bite to the end of it. The crystal fractured and broke with ease, its shattered parts slowly melting across his tongue. "Yep, that's sugar. It's a whole cave full of sugar you've found, Bo."

"Artorias" | "Carpathian"