My wife

She mused some wonderings about books, but Basilisk was already distracted by the playful tug of her claw in his fur. She seemed far more awake now, alert and present. His eyes seemed to catch on fire as she moved closer, pressing her lips to his.

With a playful growl, he moved one of his paws behind her, tugging her closer still. Holding her to him. Wife.” He whispered into her fur, dragging his tongue across her cheek, towards her ear which he playfully tugged at. “Mine. And now the whole world knows it.” He said proudly, possessively. A fate she could never escape now.


"Basilisk" | "Ignita"