01-23-2012, 12:04 AM
Each movement, as if it was practiced a thousand times to perfection, her heart thudded against his chest even as his did the same. For the brute, behemoth, beast, the man with many hardened nicknames, one could only describe him as a hopeless romantic. Where the first dance had been an expression of their ownership of each other, this had been a proclamation of the love he held for her. Saluce spoke no words to her, eyes closed as he enjoyed the simple pleasure of having her so close. Why had he waited so long to dance with her, he couldn’t imagine letting her go dance with anyone else as long as he lived if he was enjoying it this much.
What seemed to carry on forever, was over far too quickly, the music slowed and then slowly disappeared as if to queue them that it was time to leave. Eyes opened to look upon her as she pulled away from him. Her eyes reflected the same adoration he held for her, and it was a defining moment for him. Like he had found himself again, what had been a turbulent winter suddenly seemed alright, for they had come through it so far the better. But she need not say what she wanted, he could read it across her beautiful features, and it had been far far far to long at least for them since they remembered what their love for each other meant.
He had no home near here to carry her across the threshold, nor did he have a ring to place on her finger, or anyone there to wed them but he finally felt it in his heart. Seeing the way she looked at him, the emotion that welled up in him, she wasn’t simply his lover and primal mate, but his friend, and in his mind wife. So it was that he bent down, an arm slipping behind her knees, the other just below her shoulder and hooking underneath an arm and picking her up. Only a few men possessed the physical prowess to do such an act, but in their big world, she was small compared to him, the fact she towered over almost everyone else that he towered over never mattered in his mind. He picked her up just as if she was nothing in his arms, straightened up and began to walk her out of the tent and toward a more private spot.
The man carried his mate all the way through the festival before finally coming to their tent, his form walked across the threshold and he smiled as he laid her down on some of the furs she had brought for sleeping. A hand ran along her chest, stopping along where her heart rested, feeling the beats against his palm.
What seemed to carry on forever, was over far too quickly, the music slowed and then slowly disappeared as if to queue them that it was time to leave. Eyes opened to look upon her as she pulled away from him. Her eyes reflected the same adoration he held for her, and it was a defining moment for him. Like he had found himself again, what had been a turbulent winter suddenly seemed alright, for they had come through it so far the better. But she need not say what she wanted, he could read it across her beautiful features, and it had been far far far to long at least for them since they remembered what their love for each other meant.
He had no home near here to carry her across the threshold, nor did he have a ring to place on her finger, or anyone there to wed them but he finally felt it in his heart. Seeing the way she looked at him, the emotion that welled up in him, she wasn’t simply his lover and primal mate, but his friend, and in his mind wife. So it was that he bent down, an arm slipping behind her knees, the other just below her shoulder and hooking underneath an arm and picking her up. Only a few men possessed the physical prowess to do such an act, but in their big world, she was small compared to him, the fact she towered over almost everyone else that he towered over never mattered in his mind. He picked her up just as if she was nothing in his arms, straightened up and began to walk her out of the tent and toward a more private spot.
The man carried his mate all the way through the festival before finally coming to their tent, his form walked across the threshold and he smiled as he laid her down on some of the furs she had brought for sleeping. A hand ran along her chest, stopping along where her heart rested, feeling the beats against his palm.