Love Potion No. 9
08-17-2014, 08:21 AM
He?d take her in welcomingly, his sweet scent washing over her like a spring breeze. His presence would ease her troubles from her mind as she felt him pressed against her. Words would grace her ears as he commented easily about about the early morning, a habit could be formed. He?d move to her side and she?d lean into the sweet kiss he offered to her cheek, a compliment placed easily along with his actions. She?d follow his lead and brush her pelt against his, ?I?m glad it looks like it,? She?d offer him a kiss in return, ?It doesn?t feel like it.? Though she was stronger now than she?d ever been the toll of pregnancy would still hold tightly to her. Speech |