tell me that you need me
10-26-2013, 02:14 AM
His thanks for giving him the hope of other wolves wanting the same desired thoughts was shown by words and the affectionate lick of her cheek. Eria closed her eyes and wished it would have lasted longer, but alas, it didn't. She mentally sulked, but in her heat-infested stage, she got over it and instead focused on the body warmth radiating from her counterpart's body. It was becoming a source she wanted to touch, like a fly to an ultraviolet light. The question was: Would she become burnt? She decided to try it later and instead focused on the question that Friction had asked her. Her head turned to look at him and both sets of eyes met as she replied. "Preferably? I would want to find love...to know that I would have a strong foundation of love, trust, and honesty between my partner and myself would give me enough faith to them try to be a mother." A smile broke across her face as she then said, "But, if I were to be a mother first, I wouldn't turn the idea down of letting the father be in their lives. If he wanted to become more than just the father figure and the feelings were mutual, I would welcome him into open paws..." If her blush had been evident, she would have been a bright red cherry. Had she said too much? Eria pushed the question from her mind and she turned her body so she was directly facing him, perpendicular to where he sat. They were within a few inches of each other, the perfect distance in Eria's opinion. She was aware that her heat's fragrance was all around them, yet she wondered why he hadn't fallen and fainted like an overwhelmed puppy. He was holding his own ground with a strong appearance, but she didn't let that bother her as she leaned up to lick and nuzzle his cheek that was opposite hers. "I would certainly hope that either way, the whole relationship between my mate and I would be connected in ways that our children would only understand when they reached their adult years..." Her voice had become a whisper as her bold words left her tongue. Eria took a chance and nipped at the scruff of the front of his neck, a tender bite that wouldn't leave a trace on the male's beautiful coat. She was hesitant to pull back, but she did so their eyes could comfortably meet again. Speech, |