From one to another
04-09-2014, 10:51 PM
He was silent, unmoving and yet oddly soft, a rare moment indeed. Few would ever be privy to the little tenderness he could share; it was reserved for Jian and Jian only. There was no one else that had wormed their way into whatever shriveled mess of a heart he had. Once there had been room for his mother there, but her constant disappearances had left only a cist where once he had cared for her. None of his other siblings mattered either, having walked out on them at much too young, and there was certainly no love for his bastard of a father. What had he done but provided a spark of life within their mother? Lel had seen him all of once, when he had come and claimed their brother, dragged him away bleeding and unconscious. She pulled away from him and he looked down at her, violet gaze meeting the cool pools of her eyes. They were the most gorgeous eyes he had ever seen. A smirk spread across his snow white features, ink dipped tail brushing against the cave floor lightly as it wagged slightly. His demeanor only shifted slighty as his sister brought the blood to his attention. A lip curling up and a frown creasing his brow, but then she was lapping at his chest and he tilted his head back, a grin taking hold of him and closing his eyes. A low, nearly silent moan escaped him. Even the slightest touch was torture; he wanted to take her right then and there. Then she was done, her muzzle gently brushing past his as she pulled away from him fully. She turned from him and he was consumed by the need to follow, to prolong their connection. He slowly sauntered towards her, gently bumping his chest into her rump and walking alongside her, following the curves of her body. "Speech" |
