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First winds of spring

Cerberus



Cerberus

"Not A Caveman"

Obscura
Viceroy

Master Fighter (240)

Master Intellectual (240)

An icon representing the specialty Bard Bard

age
5 Years
gender
Male
gems
1010
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
277
player
Chrono

Pride - PolysexualSamhain 2022HomebodyAll Oozed OutThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 3
02-28-2023, 03:25 PM
Cerberus' paws moved gently down his sister's sides as they found more solid ground under him, he wouldn't push her off and dismiss the affections that became so regular for them. He hummed to himself as Ruse spread out across his body. That hum turned into a bit of a chuckle in response to what she told him. The thought of her going over the edge of the cliffs felt like a distant memory now, and it was. She was safe now.

He wrapped his arms around her, pushing them over until he was on top of her and away from the cliff's edge, "I think that excuse is only supposed to work for me." He wasn't serious because the way she looked at him and saw him was validating to him even if it seemed like he didn't need that. Ruse's further affections with everyday that went by, it changed something in Cerberus. It made him care more for her than he had before while that had seemed nearly impossible. It made him see her differently in a physical light. He did like to see or think that she felt the same way that he did for her. It was easy for him.

He pressed his chest against hers gently, pinning her against the ground with a little bit of a hold in his breath from what the motions could mean to him. He'd be a little quicker to release her and stand up this time, looking back to her with that usual crooked grin, "Come on." They still had more of the cliffs to see. Hopefully without any more close calls.

"Cerberus Kline"