I only call you when it's half past five
08-10-2015, 10:16 PM
She felt even more nervous as he repeated her name, causing her to tremble that much more. Her ears fell back to her head upon hearing it, but she wouldn't stop asking his name. He didn't hesitate and she had no doubt this was his true name, not a name. She couldn't help but close her eyes as he leaned forward to caress her, the feeling of him brushing against her fur reminded her all too much of Soliloquy's delicate touch. She wanted to freeze, but she missed him so much.. she couldn't help but lean into this stranger's touch. It made her want to scream and cry, but she couldn't. His whisper reached her ear before his teeth found their way to the sensitive appendage. Isolde whimpered softly at the touch, "chasing the dreams of my past." She had little future to look forward to, her children and mate were gone. What did she have but the once dysfunctional, but happy life she'd once lived? |
