09-02-2011, 03:20 PM
She always thought that if things ever came down to this again that she would react poorly. After everything that had happened… the tryst with Shawchert that gave them three children, the fight with Sky, the murder of her child, and… Lucifer… that she would reject any moment of physical love for ever more, so it came as a surprise to herself when Shawchert kissed her, for so many reasons besides the obvious.
Her golden eyes went wide when their muzzles connected in the werewolf version of a kiss. But she didn’t have time to think what was he doing or feel angry at him for doing it. Instead a feeling of calm washed over her in that moment, while she was pulled close to Shawchert and he held her. Her shocked expression dissipated almost as quickly as it had come, and she melted into his arms. She kissed him back, until the affection abruptly stopped.
“What are you doing?” she questioned when he pulled back, but she didn’t mean it like it sounded. She liked the kiss; to hell with the complications it purported! She thought she would never be able to be touched again, yet here she was, more comfortable than she had been the first time she and Shawchert lay together like this.
Maybe he regretted it, though. That’s what she translated his illegible expression as; remorse. He must have been caught up in the moment and didn’t want to kiss her. She started to frown, nodding her understanding as she searched for the words that would alleviate his grief. “It’s okay, I won’t tell Sky. I know it was just an accident.”
Her golden eyes went wide when their muzzles connected in the werewolf version of a kiss. But she didn’t have time to think what was he doing or feel angry at him for doing it. Instead a feeling of calm washed over her in that moment, while she was pulled close to Shawchert and he held her. Her shocked expression dissipated almost as quickly as it had come, and she melted into his arms. She kissed him back, until the affection abruptly stopped.
“What are you doing?” she questioned when he pulled back, but she didn’t mean it like it sounded. She liked the kiss; to hell with the complications it purported! She thought she would never be able to be touched again, yet here she was, more comfortable than she had been the first time she and Shawchert lay together like this.
Maybe he regretted it, though. That’s what she translated his illegible expression as; remorse. He must have been caught up in the moment and didn’t want to kiss her. She started to frown, nodding her understanding as she searched for the words that would alleviate his grief. “It’s okay, I won’t tell Sky. I know it was just an accident.”