pull the lever, watch 'em spin
04-13-2015, 11:24 AM
He held onto the firm belief - or perhaps hope - that the children might change their mind someday, might come to their senses and want to know the sliver of family they had left. But until then he knew any efforts he put in would be in vain. "We don't do anything," he commented, but it sounded pitiful as he said it. "We stop trying, for the time being, and let them realize the errors of their ways." He only hoped that would happen sooner rather than later. "If we see them we'll chat, but we can't push this on them or they'll only resent us more." That much he knew for certain, because he was exactly that way as a child - and perhaps even now. Her tongue lashed against his throat and in an instant he felt himself tense - feeling uncertain - and then relax under her touch. He trusted her enough to know she'd never harm him, at least not intentionally. His green eyes narrowed to slits and then closed completely as he relished in her touch and the feel of her against his flesh. "Remind me why we don't do this more often?" he groaned with delight, his tongue snaking out of slightly parted jaws to caress the space between her shoulder blades. His throat vibrated against her in a satisfied growl as he angled his jaws and attempted to nibble at the fur he'd just kissed. "I love you," he admitted after doing so, the words nearly a whisper but audible enough for her to hear if she were listening. There was an unmistakable truth behind the three words he'd just uttered, and the cobalt man would never begin to deny them. "Bryn talks," |
Kyarst is 2 years old, 142 lbs, and 36" tall. This is your warning. He is prone to acts of violence including but not limited to: maims, claims, dominance challenges, etc. He is also prone to foul language. Also, Lysis is allowed to pop into his threads whenever she pleases, as the two are almost always close to one another.