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| Subject: Erm..How bout Praise The Angels For They Do All The Work? | |
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] Date Posted: 19:16:47 07/15/06 Sat In reply to: Nyxia 's message, "x.x Not Quite x.x" on 18:39:25 07/15/06 Sat He loosened his grip on her hands to squirm up and turn around. He felt the remains of her warmth. His breathing came harshly now, almost like he needed her. The shifter shivered in his skin, not from the cold, but from the need, the desire to keep Nyxia to himself forever. His skin began to heat with the warmth of her expert hands. His chest, arms, legs, face, everything responded to her touch. He blinked those unnatural amber eyes and stared at her face. "I don't fear anything but myself," he whispered to her. He leaned closer to her and paused, as if to kiss her, but followed with an action that was far more intimate for himself. Koen pushed his cheek past hers and buried his face deep within her hair, hoping that she wouldn't be startled and move. He tried taking in her scent, but knew it was useless. The action was just comforting and he had never done it to someone who wasn't part of the pard, the group of cat shifters that he had been raised with. They would forbid greeting a human, even a non-human, who wasn't a shifter in such a way. Upon this realization, Koen sat back sharply. He stumbled away from Nyxia and the fact that he had included her in something private, something he held close to him. Shock, horror, fear-these things flashed through his mind. She was part of the pard now. What had he done? [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |