Cupid shoots with his eyes closed

*Valentine* · 11-02-2014, 03:50 PM

"Well then, genius..." She egged him on, pulling a smirk to the brute's lips. "Help a girl out, won't you?" Alright, fine then. "Gladly," he purred, taking her words as a challenge. He waited until he felt her at his side before moving off. "This way, my lady."

He moved back the way he'd come, even though he was reluctant to leave the darkness. It called to him, begged to him to explore, and perhaps he would later, but first he needed to prove Koi wrong. In the darkness the brute had to rely heavily on his other senses and as he was quickly finding out, his hearing was the second weakest down here. It was so empty, so vast, that each sound made by the wolves was amplified and thrown back at them, making the air cramped with meaningless noise. Before long, even though Valen was sure he was retracing his steps, the brute felt the walls and ceiling closing in on him as the path they were on narrowed. The sensation was wrong, he knew that immediately, and so without much thought, Valentine quickly whipped around.

He'd forgotten the nearness of Koi. It wasn't until he sensed how close he was to bumping into her chest that he slammed on the brakes. He'd been relying heavily on his nose to guide him and so the brute had developed a hunched stance with his neck stretched out, nose pointed down, much like a blind man groping along in the dark. Without meaning to, he towered over the little she wolf.

The fae's breath tickled his jaw, the sensation stilling him as he stared down into the darkness where he guessed her eyes to be. His breath caught in his throat, body tensing as he was set ablaze with feeling.

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