M - What Kind of Man am I?

Aro Marino · 08-08-2012, 02:52 AM

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WARNING: This thread contains material exceeding the general board rating of PG-13. It may contain very strong language, drug usage, graphic violence, or graphic sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.

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OOC:

Here is a link to what had been said and done before this...

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Out of character

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Aro didn't like being ignored when he asked about her scars, however, he ignoring him said all he needed to know. She didn't need to say it, his fur bristled again. He was pissed and it was hard not to let another 'demonic' snarl rumble from his chest. The only thing that stopped his growl was knowing she might flinch like she had before. He thought the scars were from battles, or from hunting, not from being abused. He thought her a warrior, not a victim. He didn't show pity, he didn't pity her. She wasn't someone to be pitied, not how he thought of her. It angered him to know a man would dare lay a hand on her like that. His eyes stared angrily into hers for a moment, before he had backed off to here her speak of their relationship. He wished to have known about her, and her scars, but she refused to speak of them.

Aro's angry melted instantly the moment she said she had wanted him so bad. He stared at her dumbfounded. She--well he couldn't blame her, he feels the same way, but he could only imagine how upset he would be if the tables were turned. His ears went back as it seemed to hit him just how much she was in love with him, if in fact that was what was happening. She knocked him out of his thoughts as she became upset at him holding back on her. His lips curled some, "Calm yourself! I was just to ask if you'd like to meet my pups when they're born! I mean--it would be nice if you'd at least like to be in their lives..." He almost muttered the last part fur all bristled and anger in his eyes, but he was trying not to be angry and upset...it was hard, though. Very hard. He took another huge hit of his blunt unable to calm himself. It was taking awhile for his marijuana to work, but after his last large hit he finally felt his muscles relaxing.

"Mmmm," He let out as his eyes closed and all his worries began to melt away. His ears were back and a large grin spread over him. It was her voice that brought him back to reality as she asked if she could partake in his relaxer. His eyes half opened and he continued to grin, "..yes you may.." His voice deep, but so relaxed and out of it. He leaned forward handing her the still rather large blunt. He definitely wasn't fooling around when he rolled this sucker.

His glazed over blue eyes met hers as she spoke of their relationship. Even in this state of mind he knew he had no urge for a committed relationship. Still, Sidra meant a lot to him, and he knew, if there was any woman that could take him off the market, it would be her. He would never let her know that, and he certainly would go kicking and screaming. It was a relief to know she would just rather date for now, and his shoulders and body visually relaxed more (if that were possible) at the statement. His eyes lit up some and he leaned forward again, putting his hands to the earth and pulling himself to be on his knees. He crawled closer to her, still having his little signature grin, "Baby, you spoke the magical words.." his voice deep and sultry as his tongue came out and licked his lips slowly before letting out an almost hungry 'mmm' a slight undertone of a growl came out.

He was no longer, at all, thinking about their issue or their fight. His mind was totally on her, and totally gone from being completely out of the solar system. He didn't need anymore of his weed.

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