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I belive we are done! We can move onto our next thread. Thanks for the super cute thread :3
WC:333
He saw it in her eyes, she wanted to sleep so bad, the male was more than happy to help her find that sleep that she was fighting, though then he really would not be helping then would he? Oh well. He gave a slow rhythmic sway to how he moved his tail. He would not stop at any measure to help her find that sleep. Well okay he might have to draw a line somewhere, but snuggling, grooming and nuzzles or even whispering soft lullabies to her ears he was more than fine with doing if it meant helping her in any way. He was able to see the trust that she allowed him to have over her body. It made the male feel great knowing that someone trusted him that much, though Noah guessed it did help that she did not have any clue what so ever that his father was a repeat rapist. The Sawtooth male watched her lay her head back down onto her pillow, closing her eyes the male didn’t stop when she laid her head down he waited till her breathing got deeper and slower. He wanted to make sure that her whole body had shut down for the night before he made his next move. He could feel her heart slow down as her breathing almost became like a soft sore. The male slowed way down on his grooming of her back till he had all together stopped lifting his head seeing if her eyes would open. Pleased when she did not open even an eye the male stepped over her again as he laid down in near the fire with his good eye towards the door in case anyone thought it would be funny to break in. With a yawn the male looked at the fire and then closed his own eyes, rolling with his back towards her while keeping the warmth of the fire on him. Time where good, yes indeed. Times where good!