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09-22-2012, 06:23 PM
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09-22-2012, 06:45 PM
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Mwahahaha >8D *ahem* B-But yeah, she'll know now. She watch with sea green eyes as the bi-colored male looked around for something. What was Edgar searching for? Vlad blinked at him, her head tilting to the side a bit as she observed him stick his hand into his bag again. She saw him grin to himself, which only furthered the Russian's confusion. What on Earth could he possibly be smiling at? No doubt it was the mysterious object he had been digging around for, but really... What was it? She was curious to know what it was. The man slowly and gingerly pulled out a yellow and scarlet flower, and Vladislava's orbs widened at it. That was such a beautiful rose—but was it really a rose? She had never seen a rose in person before, but the main protagonist in her book had given his sweetheart such a flower. But that novel said roses had thorns, didn't it? This two-shaded plant had no thorns. Besides, the rose in the book was pure red, not two colors. Unless that thorned rose was a spin-off of an original rose such as this. Edgar held out the flower for her to take, and for a moment, she just stared at it. What did this symbolize? She blinked at it for a while before she soon put two and two together. That romance novel! In it, the boy gave the girl a rose, just as Edgar was doing unto her now. ... But... Did... Did that mean that Edgar was in love with her? That's what the guy in the book said his rose meant to the girl. A slight blush colored her dark cheeks as she tentatively took the flower, a bit embarrassed that of all people he could've fallen for, it had been her. Her! It was quite strange in her mind, but she couldn't make up his mind. What Edgar wanted to think was what Edgar wanted to think, and she couldn't change it. And ultimately feel the love he had for her. A soft, tender smile rose onto her muzzle as she gently held the rose, then brought it up to her heart. She nodded slowly to Edgar before bestowing upon his gift a kiss, and reached out with her free paw to touch his hand. No words were needed to express that she too did have feelings for him, and she knew he would understand her clearly. .cloudguilt .ft-ooc {font-style:italic;} .cloudguilt p {padding:3px 20px 3px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .cloudguilt b {color:#355A7F; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .cloudguilt {background-color:#81ADDB; background-image:url(http://i1209.photobucket.com/albums/cc3 ... /table.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:230px 0px 10px 0px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:0px auto; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:500px; text-align:justify; } .cloudguilt .ft-separator{width:250px; border-bottom:1px dotted #9ECBF7; margin:0px auto;} </style>[/html]
09-22-2012, 07:42 PM
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09-22-2012, 08:05 PM
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I can go either way, really! Whatever you want to do. :> The way his body moved was a gesture for her to come closer to him—or, at least, that's what Vlad got from it. Her flushed cheeks brightened as she leaned against him, albeit gingerly, and felt his head rest upon her shoulder. A strange, fluffy feeling bubbled up within her, one she had never felt in her life—she recgonized it, but felt a bit conflicted by it. It wasn't the same type of affection she had felt for her family, nor was it the closer, deeper type of love she felt for Nikolai. Rather it was an emotion in between the two, it seemed, as it wasn't quite matured enough yet to be actual, living, breathing love. It was affection, of course, but only time would allow it to be such a romantic feeling. Even if it wasn't actual love yet, though, she enjoyed and embraced the emotion. She liked being with Edgar, and liked the slim Spaniel himself—he was understanding, and could express himself so fluently. His artwork, too, was the best she had ever seen, but now, she yearned to stay with him for other reasons. Her pink-pawed hand was still over his as they remained still for a long while, a gentler breeze slicing the air, and the clouds slowly making their way across the sky. Green eyes gradually began to close as Vlad brought the rose up to her nose and took in its scent, and she felt content. She was with a man she thoroughly liked to spend time with, and it was a perfect morning. Her eyes blinked open again she she glanced over at him, but was careful not to move her shoulder, as his head was still resting there. Gently she squeezed his hand to grab his attention, longing to "speak" with him again. .cloudguilt .ft-ooc {font-style:italic;} .cloudguilt p {padding:3px 20px 3px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .cloudguilt b {color:#355A7F; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .cloudguilt {background-color:#81ADDB; background-image:url(http://i1209.photobucket.com/albums/cc3 ... /table.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:230px 0px 10px 0px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:0px auto; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:500px; text-align:justify; } .cloudguilt .ft-separator{width:250px; border-bottom:1px dotted #9ECBF7; margin:0px auto;} </style>[/html]
09-23-2012, 03:06 PM
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09-23-2012, 05:08 PM
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Wooo! 8D The man seemed to understand her gesture and took out a new pencil and his notepad, and set it in his lap. Vlad took both of the objects and set the rose in her own lap as she stared at the paper, tapping the writing utensil against her chin. Well, she wanted to talk with Edgar, but in all truth she wasn't sure what to talk about. She knew actions spoke louder than any words she could write down for him, but she had already used most of the common signals for what she was feeling toward him. ... Of course, there was that one action that she could do unto him. It was that thing the boy in her book did to the girl. But Vladi wasn't sure if that was the right way to go about what she felt toward Edgar. It was still early, and she wasn't even sure if it was really love she was feeling for him, and... But really, why not? That peck of affection—a kiss, if you will—held very powerful feelings behind it. But there were instances where it was used to show subtle feelings, though, right? Right? Meh. Maybe not. Either way, Vladislava was quick to shoo that idea for now, and blinked as she realized she had been staring at the notepad for a while now. Quickly she jotted down some words that come to her mind—So... What are your plans for the rest of this fine day?—and presented Edgar with the paper, wearing an apologetic smile for taking so long. At this point she had already sat upright again, and green eyes held a soft gaze toward the Spaniel as she waited for him patiently to respond. Meanwhile Dmitrii had whickered at the bird that had perched onto his head, and blinked his dark orbs when she craned her neck to look him straight in the eyes. He stamped at the ground and shook his snout to shake her off, as he didn't really like the feel of her feet on his nose that much. .cloudguilt .ft-ooc {font-style:italic;} .cloudguilt p {padding:3px 20px 3px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .cloudguilt b {color:#355A7F; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .cloudguilt {background-color:#81ADDB; background-image:url(http://i1209.photobucket.com/albums/cc3 ... /table.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:230px 0px 10px 0px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:0px auto; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:500px; text-align:justify; } .cloudguilt .ft-separator{width:250px; border-bottom:1px dotted #9ECBF7; margin:0px auto;} </style>[/html]
09-23-2012, 05:32 PM
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09-23-2012, 05:58 PM
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D'awwwww so much fluff! ouo I feel sooooo bad that this fling might have to end. ;~; Also PPed slightly to get things moving for MOAR FLUFF. The Brittany had a responce soon after she had asked the question, which was... good? Vladi wasn't sure. Either way she soon wrote some more words: I have not planned out much for today. I am still surprised I happened to come across you, to be honest. She flashed him a small smile after giving back the notepad. And then, something unexpected happened. Though she had been thinking about them not a moment ago, his kiss came as a shock. Not an unwelcomed one by any means, but just... a shock. She blinked, her eyes wide as they stared into copper orbs, and she fell silent. An even stranger feeling swirled within her as the Russian let her bright eyes soften at Edgar, and curiosity pulled at her. She thought it was morbid curiosity, really, but... It wouldn't hurt to try, right...? She wrote him a new note, though the jitteryness in her handwriting was self-evident. Close your eyes, it read, and after allowing him time to read and shut his orbs, she set the notepad in her lap again and the pencil on top of it. Slowly she brought her head nearer to his, and her hands rested over his paws. Instinctively her own eyes gradually heaved close as her muzzle pressed against Edgar's into a gentle kiss. She held her lips on his for what seemed for an eternity as she felt her body flare up, her cheeks blushing brightly, but eventually she pulled away, her eyes opening again. Her ears flattened against her skull as she looked away from him, a new fear building up inside her. What if the peck of affection he had given her was the farthest he wanted to go? What if he didn't desire what she just gave him? This caused her dark tail to attempt to wrap around her leg, but it didn't get too far as her leg had been resting tightly on Dmitrii's saddle. .cloudguilt .ft-ooc {font-style:italic;} .cloudguilt p {padding:3px 20px 3px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .cloudguilt b {color:#355A7F; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .cloudguilt {background-color:#81ADDB; background-image:url(http://i1209.photobucket.com/albums/cc3 ... /table.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:230px 0px 10px 0px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:0px auto; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:500px; text-align:justify; } .cloudguilt .ft-separator{width:250px; border-bottom:1px dotted #9ECBF7; margin:0px auto;} </style>[/html]
09-24-2012, 03:47 AM
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09-24-2012, 06:11 PM
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OOC here. To be completely honest, Vlad wasn't aware that she'd ever find someone to become this attached to in this way. Sure, she had wondered about it often after reading that romance novel for what might have been the fourth or fifth time, but really, she didn't think she'd actually find someone. But Edgar... There was just something about him. Something that clicked. And if they were, as some put it, "simply meant to be," the heiress wasn't about to say no to fate. Of course, this might've partially been because she had declined destiny once before, and didn't want to deny it twice. That would eventually add up on whatever her later life would turn out to be or something, right? Gently he had lifted her from the saddle and onto the sand underfoot, and he soon joined her on the ground. Vladislava was sitting back on her knees as she felt his slender arms loop around her, and with a slightly bashful smile her ears folded back, and her muzzle tilted toward the ground. Her green eyes stayed glued to his, though they did close as he again pushed his lips against hers. He had given her a longer and braver kiss that the one she had given him, and in turn her hands reached up to his shoulders as she lifted off her knees to come closer to him. A moment before they broke away her watermelon tongue had unintentionally flickered out of her mouth to lick at his muzzle, and she kept her mouth close to his even after it was over. At this point had mind had faded into a blank, and she rather waited for his next move to follow upon. Her posture was more submissive than dominant, and since she was still inexperienced, she yearned to have him teach her than go about this blindly. .cloudguilt .ft-ooc {font-style:italic;} .cloudguilt p {padding:3px 20px 3px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .cloudguilt b {color:#355A7F; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .cloudguilt {background-color:#81ADDB; background-image:url(http://i1209.photobucket.com/albums/cc3 ... /table.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:230px 0px 10px 0px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:0px auto; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:500px; text-align:justify; } .cloudguilt .ft-separator{width:250px; border-bottom:1px dotted #9ECBF7; margin:0px auto;} </style>[/html]
09-24-2012, 08:15 PM
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09-24-2012, 08:46 PM
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Aww fluffy times over D:> His muzzle had lowered to her paw as he planted upon it a kiss, then a series of more kisses that lead up to her neck. She growled slightly at it, but it was rather a growl of delight than hostility. She moved her neck to the side so Edgar could reach it easier as his tongue licked it, causing a newer, stranger feeling to distribute throughout her body. It felt pleasant, Vladi knew that for a fact, and subconsciously she squeezed her hands on his shoulders. Edgar soon lay back on the bay, and in turn the Russian girl settled herself by him, half of her chest resting over his as her head nestled under his chin. Her pink-pawed hand rested on his chest as well, her fingers tasseling into his fur. She took in a sharp intake of breath to smell his scent, and sighed deeply. She considered losing herself in him again by giving him a short kiss, but decided against it. She was far too comfortable where she was, resting by him, on him, with him. Small droplets of precipitation began to fall from the darkening heavens, which began to dampen her coat. What it also brought was more lucid awareness of where she was and what exactly she was doing, and upon realizing she had just basically commited herself to Edgar, her eyes widened fully. Wait, but then... She had given herself up to him, in all bluntness. But... But did she want that? Commitment! Such a horrid idea! She couldn't even bare to stay with her own family if she had to be tied down. So why was it any different with this Spaniel? Sure, Vladislava could force herself to follow through with a lot of things, but... what about with a relationship like this? Of this magnitude? She was quite sure things would only get deeper between them from here. But she... Didn't she have feelings for him? She had shared her first kiss with him, for Christ's sake. Forgive me for using your name in vain, Father, she apologized mentally, a deeply troubled look on her face. Could she bear to stay with Edgar? Perhaps. But perhaps not. She didn't want to be held down by their relationship. She wanted to keep with her routine she had going on already. She didn't want change. The heiress could tell Edgar had drifted to sleep. She took this moment to slowly and carefully sit upright again as she stared at his peaceful face, her eyes distant and confused. ... No. She wouldn't make a firm decision yet. She would think about this before leaving him altogether. But for now... She had to muse over it. She couldn't do so with his intoxicating fragrance clouding her judgement. Tentatively she stood, and wiped the sand from her rear and the back of her legs. She stepped over to Dmitrii and briefly looked down at the goose before mounting her horse, frowning all the while. Vlad grabbed her steed's reigns and snapped them quickly, too perplexed by her feelings for the male to care whether or not he would hear them running off. Obediently the Clydesdale galloped off, snorting as his feet clomped into the wet sand. The rain was becoming heavier now as it clung to her fur and mane, and the storm reminded her off the first time she had meet Edgar. She shook her head visibly, though, as if to clear her mind of him, as the wolfess and her companion rode off through St. John's, off to the forest she had resided in to the south. .cloudguilt .ft-ooc {font-style:italic;} .cloudguilt p {padding:3px 20px 3px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .cloudguilt b {color:#355A7F; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .cloudguilt {background-color:#81ADDB; background-image:url(http://i1209.photobucket.com/albums/cc3 ... /table.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:230px 0px 10px 0px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:0px auto; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:500px; text-align:justify; } .cloudguilt .ft-separator{width:250px; border-bottom:1px dotted #9ECBF7; margin:0px auto;} </style>[/html] |