The small gasp made his ears flicker, but it didn't seem to stop him. His mind was screaming at him to back up and leave her alone, but his body wasn't listening. It was thrumming with energy, he just wanted to be closer to her. His golden eyes seemed to shimmer, although caution lay within their depths. He had no idea what he was doing, but it felt right. From the first day he had met Wren he knew somewhere in his mind that she liked him. He had thought it to be friends at first, but he knew that it was deeper than that. Maybe he had known all along, but chose to ignore it because of his own internal emotions. Bass didn't want to complicate things with her, he really liked her and didn't want to do anything to jeopardize their relationship. And yet, here he was. He made her gasp, and it was pushing him to do more. A muffled grunt sounded in his throat as he tried to hold himself back. Softly he nuzzled his nose on the bottom of her ear, lashes fluttering as his eyes slid closed. He breathed in her scent, almost feeling her heart beat as they lay so close to one another.
Bass knew that he should stop. He wanted to, but he could not. Ever so slowly his nose dragged down towards her cheek before his tongue snaked out and kissed her soft fur, and it was after that that he managed to pull his head back. Heat flooded all over his body until the majority of it rested in his cheeks. Tearing his heated gaze away from her he took in a shaky breath, although his body still remained beside her. "Is this wrong Wren?" He asked, his brows knitting together. "I care for you, and I don't want to risk losing you as a good friend. I don't understand what is happening to me, so please, tell me to stop if that is what you want." He let his eyes slide towards her once again, looking more normal as he grinned at her. "I won't be offended if you tell me I need to move. I just can't seem to pull myself away from you." He said, a rumbling laughter leaving his jaws. It was in his usual teasing tone, although he was dead serious. He was trying to lighten up what had become a lot darker, a lot more... personal.
The alabaster brute hung his head, another sigh passing through him. "I couldn't stand to let you just walk out of my life Wren. Should I leave for tonight? Have I over stepped a line in all of this?" He asked desperately, his mind seeming to be winning the battle over his body. "I can go and talk to someone, try to reign in these feelings. I just... I can't help it." He wanted to tell her that she was beautiful, because she was. Even a blind wolf could see the beautiful spirit that she had within her. Even as her friend he had known that she was pretty, and he didn't wish to complicate things. He wanted to ask her to come back to Abaven with him, but that too, might be over stepping the line. As he looked at her he wondered if she even wanted him here any longer, or if their paths should part after this rather heated moment.
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