HUSH, DON'T SPEAK

*Themisto* · 02-25-2014, 08:38 PM

Chrysanthe would not recoil from his tongues tender touch, which oddly caused his stomach to flop wildly within his rib cadge. Despite the recent events she could still put a smile on his face, and a flutter in his heart. Why is she so hypnotizing? "Themisto what are you doing here?" "Tending to you of course" He would counter, a feeble smile played across his lips. He had always come to her rescue, why would now be any different? She had lost a challenge- so what? A thousand losses couldn't alter his overpowering attraction toward her, she was his magnet, and he would regularly be drawn to her no matter the circumstances. Beaten and bruised, or elegant and mighty, he would always be there for the belle.

"They're homeless now Themisto, and Azalea... I can't protect them anymore." Lips would quiver as they threatened to sag, disappointment lurking at the surface of his facial features. Had she really given up on herself this easily? She was stronger than that, and he knew it. He would not pitty her any longer. He would take on a more serious expression now, his eyes narrowed as he sternly gazed into the eye of his star crossed lover. He rarely allowed his vision to hover across her missing eye, as he hardly noticed it in comparison to the captivating eye that had been left behind. To him nothing could blemish her features- she was eternally beautiful.

"They must learn to protect themselves, Chrysanthe. You served your purpose as a mentor, as an alphess. You threw yourself into the jaws if a tyrant, and fought for your pack until you could no longer stand-" He would pause momentarily, his neck beginning to scrunch as he attempted to press his nose into her left cheek in a reassuring manner, salmon tongue intertwining with her fine hairs. "And to me, to them, that's more than any of us could have ever asked for." He would chuckle weakly as he attempted to pull his head backward and press his nose into hers, his right brow raising as his sincere gaze aimed to align with her single cobalt orb. "Seracia didn't even come looking for me when I was imprisoned. You? You'd go to war over the fate of one of your members." His neck would recoil further, pulling backward so that they could talk face to face now with no contact.

Sunset kissed gaze would roll impatiently over her frame as he searched for any other injuries he needed to tend to, another thought crossing his mind. "And you are alive. She could have tried to kill you when you were quelled..." He despised the thought of her demise, and it was ironic that he would say such a thing. Little did he know the nymph tyrant was in a death match right now with a Valhallen. Thoughts would momentarily change and he would wonder if what he was doing was the right thing. What if she didn't want him here at all? What if he was being a burden, always showing up at the end of her losses? What if she didn't feel the same... and never would? Were his efforts pointless? Doubtful thoughts would begin to spill into his mind, but he would do his best to ignore them, and await eagerly for a response, gaze still bounding between each crease in her body.

Speech,

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