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03-09-2023, 03:47 PM
Ysmir hadn’t ever really lived a conventional lifestyle. He was raised by his mother and had a reluctant father who had sired pups with other women. The young man hadn’t ever really talked to his sire after that. He had followed his mother for a while, but Gwyn had been the siren song of his heart. He wanted to be better than those before him for her sake. Ysmir had seen her at her lowest, and now as he became vulnerable before her he saw her at her highest.
Their sweet dance came to an end with symmetry he had come to adore by the one he loved. Gwyn could read him like a book, and felt the descent of their tempo until completion, where he promptly aimed to turn their world upside down. Ysmir caught her attention with obvious curiosity and confusion before he finally clarified with their sign language. He would put the wish of being able to verbally ask her behind them, she knew who he was and somehow still loved and adored him.
That fact showed through in the way her features shifted and changed into complete and utter surprise. As much as he made her grin with the surprise he smiled in return. The corners of his lips pulling back to their limit as the happiness she created in him blossomed and grew. He couldn’t ask verbally and she had no need to give him one in return, the simple, innocent, nod of her head was enough for Ysmir. His heart felt like it was going to explode as she accepted his proposal.
He shuffled back to his paws just in time for her to throw her arms around him, and Ysmir caught her in his own. In a little shock that everything had gone to plan. Gwynevere was to be his wife. A warm contentment settled in his belly. Despite his many shortcomings Gwyn loved him, and wanted him at her side for the rest of their lives. A soft whine managed to fall from his dark lips as he pulled her tighter. Even though he couldn’t really laugh with joy along with her, inside his heart was doing just that and he would show her with a deep and passionate kiss. The first he would share with his beloved wife-to-be.
"Gwynevere & Ysmir"
Their sweet dance came to an end with symmetry he had come to adore by the one he loved. Gwyn could read him like a book, and felt the descent of their tempo until completion, where he promptly aimed to turn their world upside down. Ysmir caught her attention with obvious curiosity and confusion before he finally clarified with their sign language. He would put the wish of being able to verbally ask her behind them, she knew who he was and somehow still loved and adored him.
That fact showed through in the way her features shifted and changed into complete and utter surprise. As much as he made her grin with the surprise he smiled in return. The corners of his lips pulling back to their limit as the happiness she created in him blossomed and grew. He couldn’t ask verbally and she had no need to give him one in return, the simple, innocent, nod of her head was enough for Ysmir. His heart felt like it was going to explode as she accepted his proposal.
He shuffled back to his paws just in time for her to throw her arms around him, and Ysmir caught her in his own. In a little shock that everything had gone to plan. Gwynevere was to be his wife. A warm contentment settled in his belly. Despite his many shortcomings Gwyn loved him, and wanted him at her side for the rest of their lives. A soft whine managed to fall from his dark lips as he pulled her tighter. Even though he couldn’t really laugh with joy along with her, inside his heart was doing just that and he would show her with a deep and passionate kiss. The first he would share with his beloved wife-to-be.
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