Daddy Makes Damn Pretty Babies!
11-05-2014, 08:59 PM
This was rash and silly, but oh so wanted. Their time spent together thus far had been glaringly short. He didn't even know her name. He wasn't sure he cared. In all honesty, Valentine had never expected it to go this far. Teasing was one thing. This was in an entirely different ball game. In response to his touch, the fae took up a teasing of her own. She pressed into his chest, the tips of her golden ears flicking in and out of his peripheral vision as she moved. Her touch was gentle, so light against the sensitive skin that each brush sent a shiver through him. He found himself tensing for it, waiting for the tickle of whiskers and the kiss of ivories. Awareness made his skin prickle and sent his senses into overdrive. He felt her breath, heard it whisper into the silken slate strands that knit him together. The smell of her surrounded him, drowning out the existence of all else until nothing remained but the beauty before him. Every part of her spoke of her perfection and he was utterly captivated by it all. Retracting his reach, Valentine arched his neck so that his lips could seek out the tips of her ears. He found them and playfully nipped at the gold backed audits, teasing the velvet soft skin with gentle kisses. From there curiosity got the better of him. He worked his way down her neck slowly, taking his time and exploring whenever it struck his fancy. Out of the corner of his eye, the brute settled on a target: the flawless marking that graced her shoulder. When at last he reached it, the slate titan paused to study it, to take in the almost supernatural swirls. He marveled at its perfection before placing a kiss in the center of it. "Beautiful," he murmured. Satisfied with her peculiar marking, the boy continued his journey south. He followed her ribs to their source and then traced the curve of her spine, following the flow of her figure with rapt interest. At her hips he paused to let his glacial gaze rove the gold lines there and then, continuing with his gentle tracing, angled himself behind her. With painstaking care, Valentine pulled his gaze from his work to seek out hers. He wanted this, craved it, but he had to know she felt the same. -fade to black?- "" |
NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.
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