07-13-2009, 02:47 PM
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Haven believed that he had always had these feelings for her, from their very first meeting. He had just had to grow up to realize what those special feelings for her really meant. But now they had both grown up. They were still young, yes, but they weren't children anymore. Any feeling of childishness he had had left had been ripped away from him the moment he had found out about his father's crimes. There were times he still wondered if Siobhan had really ever had a childhood at all. But right here, right now, all that didn't matter. Right now there was just to the two of them. Two young adults that were falling in love with each other.
As she broke their kiss and nuzzled against his neck he let out that same deep purr he had before. Though at her words an excited shiver ran down his spine. If he had been sober he would have been nervous to do anything more, too afraid that he might do what his father had done. But as the alcohol had dulled his nervousness about telling her how he felt, it also dulled those fears. He moved his head, lips searching out her neck, planting gentle but urgent kisses on her soft fur. One hand ran down her arm, softly caressing it.
Haven believed that he had always had these feelings for her, from their very first meeting. He had just had to grow up to realize what those special feelings for her really meant. But now they had both grown up. They were still young, yes, but they weren't children anymore. Any feeling of childishness he had had left had been ripped away from him the moment he had found out about his father's crimes. There were times he still wondered if Siobhan had really ever had a childhood at all. But right here, right now, all that didn't matter. Right now there was just to the two of them. Two young adults that were falling in love with each other.
As she broke their kiss and nuzzled against his neck he let out that same deep purr he had before. Though at her words an excited shiver ran down his spine. If he had been sober he would have been nervous to do anything more, too afraid that he might do what his father had done. But as the alcohol had dulled his nervousness about telling her how he felt, it also dulled those fears. He moved his head, lips searching out her neck, planting gentle but urgent kisses on her soft fur. One hand ran down her arm, softly caressing it.