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"It's secure! As secure as standing inside the house anyway." Siku mumbled in reply, not quite noticing Saul's distress at the thought. As he spoke once more, the sound of his voice sent a pleasant tremble through the slender woman's body. He made her feel so special, and different. There was something about the handsome male that made her feel like something was missing. She wanted him closer, much closer. Golden eyes could not meet Saul's as she glanced down, flushed. Her thoughts were jumbled, and she felt a little dazzled. Just the thought of being closer to him.. Siku enjoyed the idea of it more than she thought she should.
As he nuzzled her back, Siku could sense that the feeling was mutual. He was having just as much trouble with their situation, and understanding it. She could see it in his eyes, a spark that could easily turn to a flame. With another tingle, the alabaster wolf buried her face in his neck. She could not look at the man, not when strange thoughts would not leave her mind. She had the urge to be closer, but only granted herself the snuggle of her muzzle at his neck. It was affectionate, but still innocent. Siku was nervous to be crossing his boundary. Did he have one? Siku thought she did.. But with the cinnamon eared Dahlian it seemed that line disintegrated into a big welcome sign. She would do anything he wanted, she was putty in his hands by now. The best part of falling for Saul unknowingly, Siku did not worry even once about what she was getting into. The larger, kind hearted wolf would not hurt her no matter what happened. She knew, with a certainty that comforted her often.
"No.. You're my best friend." Siku corrected the man teasingly, her golden eyes looking up at him again. She grinned, giving him a big sloppy kiss on the nose to bother him. As he mentioned moving in together, excitement grew for the woman. It would be nice, living with someone. Siku knew for sure Saul would be there for her, always, now. "We'll see if you can handle me 24/7!" The snow furred princess hadn't a clue what the others in their pack would think, including Conor, but she was happy. They were happy. Even if neither truly understood what their actions meant, they did it out of care for each other. That was the point right?
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