01-01-2012, 05:19 AM
WC: 358
OOC: Remind me to read this when I'm sober XD
He saw her in a different light in that moment. His mind blurred by drink and his desire haste with ambition. He had a goal and he was going to reach it regardless… he had no care of her time or where she was headed. He just wanted what he wanted. So when she entered the house her eyes knowing and body shifting in such a way he knew all too well. The smirk that had drawn across his relaxed face was almost unclear. His intentions were to draw her in her splendorous beauty and that was all in that moment. His hair was strewn in a few broken strands crossing his hazy eyes that scoured her partially un-furred features, her body adorned in torture and pain much like his own. Light wanted to touch them wanted to etch them into his own scarred frame just to feel what she had gone through.
The drunken male stroked her skin just for a moment before he realized his pause, his strange reaction to her presence. Light ushered her in grasping her arm in a pushy manner that he couldn’t control in that moment. He settled her on the couch and started to tug at the clothing that covered her natural form that hindered her beauty. When the sound of fabric tearing was heard he pulled his large hand back. Sorry. He chuckled in an embarrassed manner and stepped back. He rubbed his maw just then wishing the wave of confusion and haze would pass.
He realized he needed his pencil and paper as she settled and he smiled at her. The shadows were perfect, the fire crackled with perfect wave; he was ready. He settled himself upon the furs and looked up at the beautiful creature before him like a small wolf ready to see a present revealed to him. He seen her in her natural glory before but in that moment he wanted nothing more than to watch her in her element. He knew she was amazing and that was what he was going to capture upon his new paper. His body already peeking with excitement and anticipation.
OOC: Remind me to read this when I'm sober XD
He saw her in a different light in that moment. His mind blurred by drink and his desire haste with ambition. He had a goal and he was going to reach it regardless… he had no care of her time or where she was headed. He just wanted what he wanted. So when she entered the house her eyes knowing and body shifting in such a way he knew all too well. The smirk that had drawn across his relaxed face was almost unclear. His intentions were to draw her in her splendorous beauty and that was all in that moment. His hair was strewn in a few broken strands crossing his hazy eyes that scoured her partially un-furred features, her body adorned in torture and pain much like his own. Light wanted to touch them wanted to etch them into his own scarred frame just to feel what she had gone through.
The drunken male stroked her skin just for a moment before he realized his pause, his strange reaction to her presence. Light ushered her in grasping her arm in a pushy manner that he couldn’t control in that moment. He settled her on the couch and started to tug at the clothing that covered her natural form that hindered her beauty. When the sound of fabric tearing was heard he pulled his large hand back. Sorry. He chuckled in an embarrassed manner and stepped back. He rubbed his maw just then wishing the wave of confusion and haze would pass.
He realized he needed his pencil and paper as she settled and he smiled at her. The shadows were perfect, the fire crackled with perfect wave; he was ready. He settled himself upon the furs and looked up at the beautiful creature before him like a small wolf ready to see a present revealed to him. He seen her in her natural glory before but in that moment he wanted nothing more than to watch her in her element. He knew she was amazing and that was what he was going to capture upon his new paper. His body already peeking with excitement and anticipation.