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I'm Not Gonna Write You a Love Song



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06-11-2013, 01:59 PM (This post was last modified: 06-11-2013, 02:00 PM by Cherokee.)




There was that smile again. That infectious, beautiful smile that made her mismatched eyes gleam. He honestly couldn't get enough of her. He would never tire of her smile, of her smell, of her beautiful face, her laughter -which was his favorite sound now-, of her voice, of her. He could really picture himself at her side, enjoying her company during the day as they frolicked and played and curling up with her at night like they'd done the other night. If she decided she wanted to be with him, then he could definitely get used to being around her day in and day out.


He waited patiently, head on his paws, tail wagging gently behind him, mismatched gaze on Song as she mentally went over their choices. He knew the water was a very tempting idea. A repeat of the beach incident was something that they both wouldn't mind and he knew that for a fact. He was fine with whatever she wanted to do, as long as they did it together. They had the entire day to themselves, so there was no hurry to choose quickly. He could simply lie here with her, basking in the sun for a few hours if that's how long it took her to decide. She wasn't going to take that long anyway. It's worth the risk though, those pools are bound to have some interesting fish. Worth the risk...a rumble of a chuckle vibrated in his massive chest as she moved towards him, lowering her pretty little muzzle as she kissed his cheek. He could get used to those little kisses of hers.


Lead the way. Heat rose to his cheeks and he suddenly got the urge to tackle her and pin her to the ground. He had no idea where that urge had come from, but it sounded like a fun idea. He would wait though, until she was moving towards the water to tackle her, that way she wouldn't be too overwhelmed by his ginormous body. A shy smile curled his ebon kissers, his own tongue snaking out to caress the front of her pale lips in a tiny peck.





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