Along the Shoreline

*Raisa* · 02-16-2014, 09:43 PM

Virgil surrendered into the ebony fae's embrace. With a mighty crash Raisa's emotions fell together, jumbling and mashing together until one could not be distinguished from another. The burn in her stomach seemed to be forming a pit of need and longing, to be closer, but no. Raisa wanted to twine her body around Virgil's every limb, to feel that sweet contact, to leave her scent on the woman's frame. But no. Raisa was a creature of impulse and great desire, but this was not the time for such haste. For now, she simply memorized the feel the Virgil's cheek pressed into the queen's form. Raisa pressed back, deepening the contact. Her restraint proved the wisest course, for Virgil pulled back with a look akin to panic playing across her maw, illuminating her golden eyes. Like a stone cast on brittle ice, Raisa felt something within her crack. What have I done? she thought, aghast, suddenly horrified. "I?I don?t know if I can do this now. I?," her goddess forced out, as she took a step back. Raisa put a paw forward, just one, unable to relinquish the woman so quickly. "Virgil," she murmured, "Please, just..." Just what? She had no idea what to say. What was she doing? Raisa's mouth snapped shut, and her ears flicked backwards of their own accord. Shame filled the queen, flushing out the buoyant euphoria and filling her limbs with lead. She took a step backwards, and then another. "I-I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me. I-I-," she could not speak, she could not run, the shame of it all weighed her down. Raisa felt the telltale ache in her chest for the very first time.

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