Creatures of Night Brought to Light

His beloved would lean into him, her touch drawing forth a shiver of delight from the man. A purring rumble left his lips and Alaois brought his lips closer to her ear to steal a quick nibble, a taste of the mystical fae before she rolled upon the stone so that she was on her back. That grin was one he knew well. Alora had him, and from the moment he caught her scent, his path was set straight for her. His love for her was boundless, and the man longed to give his lover the world. She deserved it all, everything and more.

Her answer earned her a chuckle. They both knew better, that she had, and that she had lied to him. But what would be the fun if she answered him plainly? He loved that about her, and it made her dangerous to all but him. But they would never know until it was far too late. Both of them worked that charm, with cunning and smooth words on their side. Ahh but his sister could do it so much better. Her figure caught the eye of men and women alike, lured into her trap. But they could never have him as he did. Alora would never allow it, her loyalty to him fierce and unyielding as the wildest storm.

Her paws would take his cheeks and Alaois would shift over her, his body lowering so that he was laying over her. His head would press against hers, and like his Dreamer, Alaois closed his eyes. He drew in a slow breath, taking in her feminine scent. Those gentle touches, her curvaceous body, he let himself relax above her, drunk on her presence. Alora was the only one who could bring out the gentle side of the man. At her soft truth Ala’s eyes flickered open and he drew back, if only slightly. As he felt her heart beating against him, in time with his own, and it was as if the world around them slowed. She was his vision of perfection, and, without a word, Alaois leaned in to press his lips against hers.

There they would linger to savor her taste on his tongue. His eyes would close again, expression shifting again from a teasing joy to the tender look of a lover. He would wrap a foreleg around her frame, drawing her even closer against him. She was so soft, had she groomed herself in preparation for his arrival? She spoiled him. His kiss was firm, but gentle too. His hunger restrained out of the respect and love he had for her. But he would take this kiss before she gave permission, stealing it away in a moment of selfishness. Not that Dreamer would deny him.

Alaois drew breath and licked his lips to take in the lingering sensation of her lips against his own. She had missed him, and he her. Their time apart, while it had only been a few days, had seemed an eternity to him. “As lovely as ever,” His words were soft. “you faithfully waited for me to return. Do I really deserve you, Dreamer?” He spoke in honeyed tones, his dual toned eyes of green and blue lingering on her face. He would give her a moment to respond before he spoke again. "Do you favor this place? We can make this our home, if you wish it. Anywhere you want, I'll ensure it is ours."