Its him, again.

Cotl · 05-17-2011, 12:11 PM

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OOC: Tongue .

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Cotl noticed that this woman was slightly pushy with her actions, even though he had not physically invited her in, she seemed that she wanted to come in anyways, so she pushed the meat to his chest (which pushed him back) and he grabbed the meat and then she had wiggled her way into his room. She asked him if he did not want her here. Ich never saids das Ich didn't vants du here. Vas just asking vhat brings du here.. and she also explained that the food was for him. He looked down at the meat, and though he had accepted it, he felt slightly weird about the woman providing for him. She also touched his cheek with her delicate hand of hers. Her actions made him slightly confused over all, and there was the urge that he had to resist to touch the woman back. She would move away though, and his hands would be stuck on the slab of meat that was thrusted in his hands. His stomach growled as if almost on cue.

She would place the stag's head on his bed, the bare skull having the same blue dye around it's eyes that the woman herself had. It would be easy to remember that it was she who gave this to him, for he assumed that she was giving the skull of the beast to him as well since she had placed it ever so gently on his bed. He watched her movements rather closely because she was a new person in his room and he was weird about new people being in his room at times. She seemed respectful though, for the only thing she did was lay on his bed after that and glance around the room. He watched her and then realized that it would be weird for her to look at the sketchbook and find fear and herself looking right back at her. Of course, this was exactly what had happened, and she looked over there and then asked him the question that he knew was going to come if she looked at the page. -FUCKINGTITTYSPRINKLES- Ja, ist du. Ich draws most of die clansmen-vomen das Ich meet. Du happened to be die one Ich vas in die middle of drawing.. the man explained to her, nodding his head lightly before he looked at the meat that was in his hand at the moment and he had finally taken the thing to his mouth and he sunk his teeth into it.

The male twitched his ears before he would pull the flesh from the bone of the deer that had been killed and given to him. He would look back to her form on the bed though, and there was something about her just laying there that had invited him. A wicked grin had formed on his lips as he dropped the food to the ground and he moved over towards her. He moved in front of her at first before he had moved to where the bed was under him, and then he pinned his body over hers, his long black hair draped down as he looked down at her, the wicked grin on his face still. Und vhats abouts ist? why does ist matter if Ich draws du.? the man growled, in a different way than aggression, more seductively. His ice-fire eyes looked down at her, clashing with her bright solid blue ones before a ivory colored hand had touched her cheek, much like she had done to him...

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