Life Among The Dead
Mariah
Professor
Anatomist
07-03-2024, 01:21 PM
They lay there for a while, content in the quiet and the shared warmth. Mariah's heart steadily pounded against her ribcage, its rhythm syncing with the distant sounds of the lake around them. The heaviness of her eyelids belied the alertness of her senses - an awareness heightened by Cerberus' presence beside her. But of course, as he would have it, they wouldn’t be falling asleep out here in the cold. When he professed that he would return with her to her den, she offered him a gentle nod and a half-sided grin.
She savored the feeling of his lips on hers, a sensation that was both gentle and demanding. His taste lingered on her tongue as he pulled away, filling her with a warmth that drove away the chilly night air. When he rose to his feet, she followed suit, his strong form a silhouette against the moonlit sky. As they began the trek back to her den, each step was filled with a silence that was anything but uncomfortable. With measured steps, Cerberus guided the way, her silver gaze finding his every so often. Underneath the canopy of shimmering stars and the velvet sky, they moved as one – a dance of shadows and moonlight, whispering promises of the dawn to come. And oh, how she wished it would wait.
All too soon, the familiar entrance to her den loomed before them, looking almost foreign after the intimacy they had shared. Upon passing through the threshold, she moved to the recessed fire pit at the back of the den, setting some kindling alight to dispel the encompassing darkness within.
"Mariah Mendacium"
She savored the feeling of his lips on hers, a sensation that was both gentle and demanding. His taste lingered on her tongue as he pulled away, filling her with a warmth that drove away the chilly night air. When he rose to his feet, she followed suit, his strong form a silhouette against the moonlit sky. As they began the trek back to her den, each step was filled with a silence that was anything but uncomfortable. With measured steps, Cerberus guided the way, her silver gaze finding his every so often. Underneath the canopy of shimmering stars and the velvet sky, they moved as one – a dance of shadows and moonlight, whispering promises of the dawn to come. And oh, how she wished it would wait.
All too soon, the familiar entrance to her den loomed before them, looking almost foreign after the intimacy they had shared. Upon passing through the threshold, she moved to the recessed fire pit at the back of the den, setting some kindling alight to dispel the encompassing darkness within.
