Ooc: Gonna shoot you a Pm here so we can decide on where this should go WC: 596
He looked deep in her eyes, trying to discern them, separate the physical from the emotional. In anticipation his vision became blurred, but the tears did not fall. He blinked them slowly away, though refused to break their joined gaze. He felt exposed, like his heart was out and bleeding for all to see. He’d told others of his past, but not how he felt about it, not how he felt about himself. He was trembling as he listened to her tale of her own personal struggles. His ears flattened with shame. She’s faced terrible things as well, and yet she had not let it decide who she was. She had not allowed it to darken her heart. She was so strong, his Ciara, and his heart broke again to hear of her own father’s evil. He will not touch you again. He stated in a distant voice still husky with pain.
Finally the words passed from her lips that he had so longed to hear and a cry of relief and anguish broke from him. He buried his face in her neck where it rested as she spoke of the nature of love. He found it soothing to just lay there and breath in her scent. He closed his eyes as her soft tones washed over him. It felt as if a terrible, crushing weight had been lifted from his chest and he could breath again. Opening his eyes he pulled his head from her scruff, and regarded her from a distance. She spoke of being there for him in good times and bad, pain and…when she spoke of pleasure his cheeks grew flushed and he felt a heat begin to radiate from his core. His tail twitched in an irregular pattern and the breath caught in his throat.
He closed the gap between them in an instant, his staggered breathing heating the mere inch from his nose to hers. His eyes flicked up to hers again, and there something new took root. Tentatively he reached for her cheek, pausing a moment before nuzzling at it gently. He brought this motion forward, and increased the pressure, nuzzling a greater area and with more confidence. His tongue extended then and lapped at the side of her jaw towards her lips. He caressed her chin and neck, stepping forward he nuzzled her scruff and shoulder. His tail broke into a slow, leisurely wag and he rubbed his head down her back. There was something decidedly more intimate about his caresses. They were slow, and gentle; deliberate, not rough and abrupt as they had always been before.
Lifting his head he began to walk a slow, tight circle around her, caressing the sides of her with his body. His stomach flipped when he reached her rump and he lowered his muzzle to her tail giving it a tentative sniff. A chill ran down his spine and he rounded on her other side, gazing at her from under his lashes. He took in her ragged appearance and felt a pang of anguish. I won’t hurt you like this again. He promised, coming full circle to face her straight on. His voice was husky with feeling, but sounded smoother, younger, like a waterfall. He licked at her lips again, before drawing away. Will you follow me…my love? He asked, waiting patiently for her reply. It was the first time he’d asked her to do something instead of demanding it. Whatever this was, wherever it would lead one thing was for certain, it was the start of something new and beautiful.
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