she had disrobed, and she was waiting on the floor

Itachi Lykoi · 02-07-2011, 04:34 AM

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So young and unknowing, he did not know what he wanted. Often he thought he did, but mind and body did not collaborate well in every instance. This female unsettled him so in ways that were difficult for him to interpret. The tight emotion twisting his abdomen; the cold awareness of cerulean focus—he had not matured enough to make this journey. Teddy soft ears were strapped against blonde skull at the words dancing towards him together with her slower moving form. The fallen prince did not like to see her filly figure step into weather it was not designed to withstand. Gray claws clicked softly together as his fingers sought each other beneath his chest. Why did she have to move with such sway?

Had the prince of betrayal ever liked her young butterfly form? Oh yes, definitely, but did he like her? How could he adore something he could not understand? Her features were very easy to love, but it was a shallow, useless emotion that possessed his wolfish shell and little more. He had done wrong by her, and so why would she speak these strange words now after more or less rejecting him? Why did he have to suffer so because of her? The youth’s chin fell somewhat, and sunset stare gazed at the approaching hand dressed in its warm blush. He knew well that he yearned for the touch—she deserved to be protected from the chilly white that sought to destroy the lovely summer creature.

In the end, he could not find which answer would carry the genuine truth she sought.

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