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He stayed by her side, comforting her, holding her and listening to her. He knew she had to get all this out and it hurt him inside to know she hurt so much emotionally like this. He was here now and he was going to be her shoulder to cry on. Her words after she calmed were not something he expected, but he smiled happily glad she wanted to get away from the subject. She asked him to help her with her bandages and he smiled happily obliging. Standing up himself he moved closer to her, unwrapping the bandage, being as gentle as he could. He knew it wasn’t as bad as it had been before but he wasn’t going to upset her rips. Once ther was only one more round to go he moved closer to her. He knew she had just spoke of Aram, of the horrible things that happened to her, and yet he wanted her to know that even though those bad things happened to her, he still wanted her at least in a very innocent way. He kissed her as he unwound the last of the bandaging and moved slightly closer to the water to let their feet touch the cold water.
He smiled at her, wishing he could act wicked at this moment, but throwing her in the water in her state would be a very bad idea, but once in he was sure they could be as playful as they wanted within reason. He was a gentleman or wanted to be one and that meant being gentle as well as a man.
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Meow:: Haha! WC:: 3+
Their intimate moment would be cherished for a lifetime as Palaydrian closed her eyes and allowed Jiva’s hands to unravel her wrappings. Even though she had felt so ugly the past few weeks, the mohawked man had made her feel more beautiful and wanted in her current state. She couldn’t thank him enough for the amount of time he had given to her and all the efforts he had put into her recovery. She enjoyed being his patient if it meant spending more time with him and she admired his quickly improving skills. Though both of them surely would have never asked for the attack to ever happen to her, it was proving to be a good learning period for her lover and more importantly, a boost in his confidence as over time and with his help, her cuts and bruises were healing.
Her eyes opened and sparkled looking up at him as she had sensed him moving closer, a few more wraps left until the bandages would completely fall away as he tilted her chin up to kiss her again. Drin melted there in his arms, blocking out any lustful emotions because of heat and simply focusing on the passion and sweetness in their shared kiss. She’d ask for a million more of these if she could, but the cold chill of the lake brought her out of little bit of heaven. She giggled lightly against his lips as she turned away so he could stand behind her and offer the back of her body his warmth. Brr, still fairly cold, she said as she tentatively dipped her foot in the lake water. But I’m sure we’ll adjust, she assured him, reaching out a hand to take his as she began to wade into the lake.
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The kiss felt so wonderful, but it couldn’t be long lived without other things following and the matter of swimming was at hand. He smiled as she turned to lean into him as she tested the water and wrapped his arms around her middle. Their fur mingled with each other as she tested and calculated how cold it was.
“We have fur fora good reason. It stands to change we won’t freeze to death.”
The man said as he let her go and took her hand to be led into the water. Being of husky descent he had the thick underfur that huskies and even his tundra wolf kind had. He felt the cold but it did not bother him and in the warm sunny day, it was perfect. The heat of the sun would warm them up soon enough and he was just happy to be with Palaydrian as they waded into the water to do more than just sit around. He was so happy she was getting better. it was a relief to him to know she would soon be at peak condition. He would have to ask his alpha soon so he could plan for the future. As the water got to their waist he grinned at her and splashed some water her way, it didn’t go too far over her belly, but enough to soak the fur on her belly. He grinned daring her to try and splash him. He would “defend” himself, but it would probably be little use as water got everywhere. Besides, this was the best way to get used to the water. Thinking he’d have to find more sap again to pull up his hair he let the thought go without reluctance. A little bit of fun was always going to have some kind of backlash and if that was it, he would be more than happy to do it again.
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Meow:: water dogs take 2  WC:: 3+
A smile played across her dark lips when Jiva’s arms slipped around her sides and rested across her firm stomach. She allowed herself to be held like this, reveling in his scent and the warmth his body gave off, but before she could get too carriedaway she had moved to enter the water offering her hand, and he accepted. She gently pulled him with her and could feel him allowing her to lead him in. The smile only broadened into a grin when the mohawked stud decided it was okay to splash her. Hey! She squealed, releasing his hand and managing to to wade a few feet away from in the water. Her Timberwolf’s fur provided insulation against the cold, but not as much as the hybrid’s, so the little playful splash could be felt against her skin.
Drin physically shivered before returning her own volley of water at the man in hopes of soaking him from head to waist. She splashed and smacked the water with her hands, sending up sheets of water sparking into the air and towards the hybrid. Two could play this game, and though his initial attack had been tentative, Drin’s was much more heated. Game on Jiva! She thought to herself as she laughed out loud, splashing about and no longer caring how wet she got. The early afternoon sun was just starting to warm up the earth and the water would feel fine soon enough.
Rose colored tongue stuck out to the side as the young woman carried on, her long locks of wavy gold hair touched by chocolate hues fell about her, floating in the lake water as she waded further out into the depths to where the surface just about touched her breast line. Come and get me, she teased with hooded eyes before she finally took the final dip, resurfacing like a glowing candle within the lake as the sun glinted off her slicked back hair.
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He laughed as she was surprised by his water attack and he stuck his tongue out at her. Grining from ear to ear, happy to just be having fun again. He had fun with her anyway but just to be doing something was far better. At seeing what she was doing he decided it was better to get himself the dunking rather than the huge splash that was coming his way so taking a quick breath he pulled himself underwater. Opening his eyes he squinted to see the woman in front of him and he swam around her. She was likely to see him as he swam, his hand had touched her leg accidently but he was swimming away a little. He went up for breath and as he did he held his arms wide so that when he resurfaced he could bring them together to make a fairly large wave that would head straight towards Drin.
“Hah! I don’t know if you will win this game!”
He said playfully taunting the woman and swam backwards awaiting for what she had next for him. Even though it was rather cold he liked it. It was better than sitting doing nothing, though he didn’t mind reading his book to her, this was even better. She seemed in higher spirits now that she told him of what happened the day she came back. He was glad, perhaps that was all she really needed, was to talk about it. It seemed to have worked for her at least.
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Meow:: Jiva the lifeguard?  I’m pretty sure every time I realize how hurt I actually am (when I get hurt that is) this happens to me everytime. WC:: 426
This was so much fun! It reminded the woman of the special moments she and her family would leave the pack lands to go to the lake beach themselves with her great grandmother. Syliat was an outcast of the pack...or more so, a wolf to be avoided as she was feared, so in order to see her, the Darkfire/Rilyn family needed to travel some distance to spend time with the daunting female. Of course Palaydrian and her brothers were completely enthralled with their great grandmother, finding her to be a loving matriarch and not at all the cold blooded murderer she was rumored to be. These lies of what Drin chalked up to be ignorance once again, were completely forgotten on lake days with her family, where all enjoyed their Optime forms, save her uninfected father, and everyone went for a swim. It was on these days, that Drin was sure she was part fish.
The blonde angel grinned mishchievesly at the surface where Jiva had suddenly gone under, obviously her attempt at splashing him was thwarted as the red man successfully dunked himself. She let out a pleasurable gasp when his hand brushed against her leg as he swam beside her, suddenly wanting that hand to go somewhere else, but a cry of surprise erupted from her mouth when the man resurfaced with a wall of water heading her way. Drin didn’t have time to bob under, so she took the brunt of Jiva’s attack with closed eyes only to open them after to see the red beauty strafing away in the lake. Oh you! She squealed, launching herself backwards as well so she could kick up water with her legs in his direction. The mini exertion sent spasms of fiery pain through her middle, causing the woman to wince and let out a small surprise cry.
You win this round, she managed to say before another spasm wracked her core. Her arms wrapped around her body beneath her chestline as she kicked her legs underneath her to tread water. Gingerly her fingertips prodded along her ribcage to find the culprit. Ew...I’m swimming back in, she said pathetically, starting to feel her body’s autonomic response to finding the two jutting out ribs. Her head began swimming as bright black orbs floated in the corners of her eyes, she was going to pass out. Jiva... she murmured before allowing herself to float on her back as the world disappeared.
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He burst out laughing as he saw her take on the wave and turned and splashed him. He did not evade this time and held up his hands to keep the water out of his eyes. It seemed that it was a good thing too as he heard the woman speak and he was at full alarm. Looking her way she was holding herself and his heart raced to his throat as she spoke. then she just lay there and he hurried to get to the woman’s side before she could fall beneath the water. He held her gently and saw her ribs and felt sick. Oh he should have known better! He took her into his arms and waded back out of the water. Careful as to not hurt the poor woman before laying her down.
He went to work knowing full well it was best to do this with her unconscious and waking up with a dull pain than being awake for the sharp one, though it would undoubtedly awaken her. He pressed on her abdomen where her rips jutted out, putting them in place once more. They were not fully healed and he should have known that. Holding her up he began wrapping the bandage around the woman to keep the ribs in place. It would have to be changed again later because of her wet body. He was as gentle as he could be berating himself the whole time in his head. Stupid stupid love sick pup thinking she was going to be all right.
“I’m so sorry Drin, I should have been more careful. Are you ok? I think that your ribs still need to mend a little more before any strenuous activites...”
That thought went straight to mating. Mostly due to her alluring scent, but other things, like seeing her in his arms, the beautiful woman he loved laying there. He wasn’t tempted right now but the thought popped in his head. He moved his hand to get the hair out of her eyes that had flopped over them when he made a mad rush to get her out of the water. Safe now and bandaged again he looked at her for any signs of shock or trauma.
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Her world and the sight of the clouds above swam before her bi colored sea green eyes until the darkness threatening the corners of them clouded over her vision completely. The last name on her lips was Jiva as her body floated prone on top of the surface, rocking side to side as the red man quickly swam to her side to take her lifeless form in his arms. She was unconscious in both worlds, her mind a complete and total blackness inside. The Siamese woman was completely oblivious to the panic that went through Jiva and to his valiant efforts of bringing her out of the lake and onto the bank again. She had been so foolish in thinking a little bit of rough housing wouldn’t hurt. It hadn’t been a full month yet from the attack and yet with heat upon her body and being in the presence of someone she felt she loved, the woman had but forgotten the amount of injuries her body had sustained and for those previous few minutes in the water, she had felt invincible.
All this changed in the few minutes Jiva carried her up on the shore, quickly examined the damage, and began to wrap the discarded bandage around her middle again. What had started out as innocent play, had quickly escalated to something deadly. His words began to pull the woman out of her unconsciousness followed by the incredible ache in her sides. Oh... she let out in a pained whisper as her eyes fluttered open at his gentle touch. Her hair was cleared away from her eyes and soon she was looking up at him. A weak smile played across her lips. I think you’re right... a sharp intake of breath and she quickly decided laughing right now wouldn’t be such a good idea. I’m sorry if I ruined your day, she said with a slight frown, wanting to lay where she was in his arms for a few more minutes before attempting to move.
A gloved hand reached up to touch Jiva’s cheek. Thank you...for everything, the woman said with much feeling that filled her eyes with tears perhaps from the pain, but more so for how her heart felt for him. She blinked them away, not wanting the wet hybrid to think she was in more pain than she was admitting. Care to join me? She joked, but it was also an invitation for him to lay by her side, belly up to the sunshine and just enjoying each other’s company. She was hoping he wouldn’t insist on taking her back to the den right now, the lake was still beautiful and though she doubted she’d be getting back in anytime soon, just being beside it and out in nature felt right and felt good. Her ribs would need awhile longer to heal, but the bandages had been put perfectly in place, the throbbing pain would subside soon enough.
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His heart stopped hammering against his chest as hard when he got the bandage on. Both of them were soaking wet and he hadn’t given himself, nor her a chance to shake off, but he couldn’t see her shaking any time soon. He watched her with sad eyes, feeling he should have known this was suppose to happen, though his own healing skills were lacking. She came back to consciousness, and he felt a smile as she spoke.
“Oh you didn’t ruin my day. I have ruined yours... I shouldn’t have let you swim like that. It was bad judgment and you were counting on me as a healer.”
He said, his voice apologetic, and his eyes wandering her face, which looked like it was still in pain, he swiftly made sure that the ribs truly were in place. He looked down at her as she touched his cheek, everything in his body wanting to do something he knew he couldn’t do at all. Not with her in such shape. His body and mind wanted her and he knew he could not have her, not yet. It was not the right time. Smiling at her invitation, he saw no reason that she could hurt herself laying down, he lay next to her, taking in her most desirable odor and staring up at the skies.
“Me and my dad use to look up in the sky and tell each other what we thought the cloud shapes looked like.”
He said, not wanting it to get too quiet, but not wanting to stay on a topic that would sour their mood either. He would check on her even if it was from the corner of his eyes if he had to. He was still worried she was in terrible pain.
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Hush...shhh...I’ll have none of that, she responded eyes and smile filling with warmth as the man blamed himself for what had happened. I still count on you as my healer...nobody is to blame, she assured him. We simply were fooled by the quick recovery your hands have brought me so far and I believe our hopefulness took advantage of us, but I’m not sorry this happened, she explained. Better here in the safety of our lands and with you, than if it were to happen if I was by myself...it would have been a nightmare to be stranded for hours until someone came along to find me, she said with a slight shudder. It was true how she felt, now the pain was subsiding, but along with the bad, it was good to see how fragile her ribs still were and perhaps this time they’d set correctly.
Palaydrian breathed a sigh of relief as Jiva positioned himself next to her and laid back on the sand beside her. She reached down to take his hand as he explained what he and father used to do. It was game she was familiar with. Something she had played with her grandfather when he was still alive and she could barely form words. Thoughts of her family, her ribs, and their conversation before allowed the woman to battle urges produced by heat. She was thankful for this self control, and even more so for the strength Jiva seemed to possess when her alluring scent couldn’t be entirely erased by a dip in the lake.
She gave his hand a light squeeze before her free hand drifted up into the space above their heads to point a fluffy cloud passing by. That one looks like a squirrel with a big bushy tail! She said with some excitement, turning her head to see if Jiva agreed with her sighting.
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Though her words were soothing, they did not ease his worry at all but he relaxed for her own well being. It was true, that if this happened when he was not with her it might take many hours and the damage could have been done enough to reverse her back into having to spend another month bandaged. He said nothing about this though. He looked up at the sky where the clouds slowly moved ahead, as though they were headed to a specific place to dump whatever water was in them. He heard Palaydrian point at one and say it looked like a squirrel. He tilted his head and chuckled.
“I think it can be a robin too if you look at this way.”
He chucled and his eyes scanned the clouds for something else he pointed a big one.
“That’s the giant’s castle. See the turrets and I think I can see the drawbridge”
He said, remembering the tale of jack and the beanstalk. He had seen pictures of the giant’s castle and the golden goose. It was a common tale, he was sure that Drin had heard about it, though she had never heard about aesops tales. The book lay forgotten a few feet away from them as they lay, the water only a few inches from where they were. This was where he wanted to be. He thought. Staying next to Drin, making her happy and in turn being happy himself.
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A robin..hmmm, she pondered turning her head first to the left and then to the right. Ah I see it now! She assured him as sure enough the squirrel turned into a bird before her eyes at the slight shift in angle. She laughed effortlessly with Jiva, his chuckles warming her and almost allowing her to forget the pain. Under other circumstances, their afternoon on the beach and cloud gazing would’ve been romantic. Her eyes searched the skies for another good shape to spot, but Jiva beat her to the punch and pointed out a mass of white which he claimed was the “giant’s castle.” Unfortunately she had no idea what this was, but didn’t think her lack of knowledge would bother the man.
I’ve never heard of such a thing...well I’ve heard of castles, but who is this giant? She asked so honestly, her naiveity and sheltered upbringing was almost tangible. She’d heard of castles and towers before, but a giant’s castle was somewhat foreign to her and the way he had said it, made her believe it may have been a common tale wolves in ‘Souls knew of. She certainly didn’t want to be caught unawares of such stories and learning was always something she was interested in.
To me it looks like a monster’s face, see how the gate could be a big gaping mouth with pointed teeth? She asked. And the turrets, those would be its eyes, Drin laughed gently so as not to disturb her recently wrapped middle. She was starting to feel tired, but wasn’t ready to go back to the den just yet. Perhaps a nap in the shade of the tree would do, but right now she wanted to spend her waking hours with Jiva.
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He never took her knowledge, or lack there of, to heart. In fact he was glad, he loved being able to teach her htings she had never heard before, just to see that gleam in her eye and the face she made when she thought it all through. And the curiosity she showed after he explained something to add questions to the whole thing.
“Well that’s a shame. So you never heard Jack and the beanstalk? Oh i see how it can look like a monster now!!”
He said after she explained how the castle can be turned into a monster and he grinned at her creativity. Then decided that it was a good time to brush her up on the knowledge of Jack and the beanstalk. He was silent for a moment, going over the story in his head before speaking again. So that he wouldn’t mess it up for her. It was never as fun with too many mess ups in the story.
“Well the story is about a boy. His name is Jack. He lived with his mother and had a small farm. They were hungry though and needed money for some food. So his mother told him to take the cow and sell it on market day so they can have dinner. So he went to the market, but on the way he met an old man who said ‘Hey boy, I have some magic beans, I will trade them for your fine cow.’ Jack looked at the man but shook his head, saying he and his mother were hungry, that they needed food and made to move away, but the man, who was quicker than he looked ran in front of the boy saying; ‘But these beans, they are magic, they will make you into the richest person you’ve ever been’ This made Jack stop and look at the beans. He pondered as he started at them, then at the cow and with a quick decision he took the beans and gave the man his cow. He went home to show his mother the beans and said ‘Look mother, look what I have traded! Magic beans!’ He said, but instead of happiness his mother was outraged. She scolded him and threw the beans out the window and sent him to bed without any supper, for they did not have any food.
“The next day Jack woke up, but it was dark so he thought that it was still night and he looked out his window, but instead of seeing the night stars, he saw an enormous beanstalk. He was so excited he ran outside and looked up. They stalk grew farther than the clouds and he became so excited he started to climb. He climbed and climbed and climbed, it was like he was climbing forever until finally he reached the top where there was a blanket of clouds and laying as if it belonged there, was an enormous castle. He was so fascinated by it that he ran to the castle, not thinking about what would happen if he were on the clouds. He came to the door of the castle, which was so big he could crawl under the door and slip inside. The inside was so big that Jack became dizzy but he did not have time to wait. he heard something so loud it hurt his ears ‘FI FI FO FUM, I SMELL THE BLOOD OF AN ENGLISHMAN!’ Jack found a hiding spot so that the giant of a man that came in could not find him. He had found a good hiding spot in a bag of onions. When the giant left, Jack decided to wait until the giant went to sleep. So he stayed very close to the bag of onions and waited for nightfall. He knew when the giant was asleep because heard the loud snoring of the giant.
“So leaving his hiding spot he went to explore the castle, which was big beyond his belief, but he was far more astonished when he found himself in a garden, and in that garden there were golden eggs littered everywhere, taller than him! He looked around amazed and soon saw the source of the eggs. There in the corner of the garden was a huge goose, and Jack got excited. He tried picking up the eggs but he could not even budge one. So instead he decided to take the goose, so he found some rope and jumped on the animal to ride it out of the castle. Unfortunately the goose made a loud honking noise of fear as Jack raced it into the castle. So it woke the giant and he heard the huge man as he rode the goose through the halls and out of the castle, he saw the giant swing his club but the goose was far too quick to get hit and soon the goose was flying down, with jack using the rope to keep it near the beanstalk as the giant was going down it now. Once on the ground Jack chopped down the beanstalk and it fell with the giant only half way and he fell to his death. Jack and his mother lived happily ever after”
Jiva spoke slowly but showed his emotion in the whole story. When he was finished he looked at her and smiled, wondering what she thought of it.
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Jack and the Beanstalk? Palaydrian shook her head “no”, but the excitement of learning a new tale banished the thoughts of feeling lethargic and tired. She snuggled closer to Jiva, wiggling slightly across the sand and tightening her grip on his hand before he started. She loved when he told her stories, especially because she was able to get lost in his descriptions and soon enough she was transported to the human world of Jack. The concept of buying one’s food was brought up again. She thought this odd when Zeitgeist had explained how he’d satisfy his appetite by going to the market, but Drin had thought it funny since she’d usually run down her meals, but she listened intently to find out what the boy and mother would do.
The woman didn’t know what a cow was, but she figured it was something of value especially since this was what the boy was instructed to take to the market in exchange for food. She imagined herself swapping an item of worth for her own food, but alas the lady had no items to sell. Drin smiled though, knowing full well she’d never get used to buying things in a market. When Jiva began talking about the elder accosting the young boy, she immediately felt protective and wanted to interject with “no”, obviously this man was up to no good, but Jack agreed to sell his cow for the beans! She gasped at this part sure the mother would be angry and sure enough she was.
Drin felt sorry for the Jack’s horrid mistake, what would the two do for food now? The woman listened intently, tightening her grip as the story continued. Her smile widened, trying to see the vine in her head as she closed her eyes. To scale such a thing up into the unknown was a very brave thing. She began to admire Jack once more and let out a nervous laugh as Jiva described the giant and voiced his chants. A monster in the clouds, she thought to herself, picturing an enormous building in the sky much like the dilapidated houses they’d come upon in the village. She still wasn’t sure what a castle would really look like. The part about the goose and the golden eyes fascinated the woman, how could a goose lay golden eggs? This was what made it a story though.
Her eyes reopened when told they lived happily ever after. She was silent for awhile, letting the story marinate in her brain. Poor giant, she said in a forlorn voice. He really hadn’t done anything cruel except shout and stomp about, she offered, but a smile was still on her face. You should tell stories more often Jiva, I could listen to you all day. She turned her head towards him now, still laying on her back and her smile widening with something sparkling in her eyes.
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Palaydrian seemed to live the whole of the story, her indignation for him trading his cow for magic beans, and her fear for him in the castle. And then her sadness for the giant who really truly didn’t do anything but stomp around. It was true but this of course was a human’s tales.
Human tales are full of tales of greed and insincerity. You are right he did steal something and kill the man even though he did nothing.”
He wasn’t going to add that the Giant himself would have probably eaten Jack if he caught him. It was one of those things that one could question though. He looked over at the woman, again her scent clung to him like pollen to a bee and he felt his heart throbbing against his chest again. He was thankful for hoer and knew perhaps he could tell stories of old, or even new, but in a wolf pack, who would listen? He moved to her and nuzzled his nose under her chin, taking in the heat scent and all, nearly making his mind jumble into pieces. His hand squeezed on hers and reminded himself she was still injured, even the water hurt her enough that it was painful enough to faint. No he’d enjoy her company and show her he was most interested in her. But he could do nothing morethan that.
“I honestly hope this day doesn’t end. It’s been wonderful, for the most part.”
He turne to his side, still holding her hand, but his free hand traced the spot where her ribs were tucked under the bandage. He felt bad still, but tried not to show it. She would again deny that he was at any fault surely and it would all come down to something else. But he just wanted to touch her, so his hand moved to her cheek and stroked it gently as he gave her a warm smile. Oh the things he wanted to do to this woman. And yet Zalen and Titania loomed in his head. Permission must be granted... and the results after. To have puppies it was too soon for him. He couldn’t have puppies yet. He wanted Drin to himself, this thought too kept him at bay.
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A feeling of warmth washed into the woman, of being understood and of having her ideas not completely trampled on. Jiva agreed and sympathized with the way she thought, she loved this about him. Talking to the bi colored man was so easy, it was almost as if he knew what she was thinking without her having to give those thoughts words. He could read her a like a book and where before she might have felt exposed by this, now she enjoyed this openness and his abilities to ease her soul. The two were empathic though they probably didn’t know it, but both were bleeding hearts, always ready to do what was right, and
always willing to listen with an open mind.
With Jiva, Palaydrian felt she could say she wanted to learn anything and he’d be willing to find her a way, always supportive of her decisions and actions. She’d never been cared for in this way and she still wasn’t used to it, but she wouldn’t deny how much she liked it. In her mind’s eye she saw the red man pursued by many beautiful women, but the fact that he chose her, kissed her, and held onto her, meant the entire world to the woman. He might be used to such affections, but she was not and still had a hard time processing it all, but with the soggy hybrid beside her, she finally felt like she could be herself.
It’s been amazing, you’ve been amazing...and it doesn’t have to end, her voice drifted off as she sharply inhaled when his fingers drifted across the bandages. It didn’t hurt, no, the slight touch felt good and sent tingles down her body. She breathed out a soft sigh, not wanting his fingertips to leave. She squeezed his hand as he moved up her body and those tips brushed against her cheek. A demure smile pulled at her lips matching his as the naughty thoughts came flooding into her brain, little did she know he was most likely thinking about the same delicious things.
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“If only... but the day does end, and we can never pull it back so that we can relive it. I am sure if any day I could relive right now it is this one, and possibly know better than to go in the water.”
He chuckled this time using her injury as a tease rather than a crutch. His mind was most definitely on naughty things and the naughtiest thing was telling himself that he had a chance in the lifetime. But he kept telling himself, he did not want to lay with her, that it would be cruel and he would never forgive himself if something were to happen. He was not her mate. Not yet. That strong urge just to go up to Zalen and ask right then and there just so he could be with her made him twitch but only for a second. That was no way to ask for permission, and he would be leaving Drin alone and exposed. His hand moved up to her forehead and wiged gently and some of her hair, which shone beautifully in the sunshine from the wet. It traced itself down her cheek and to her neck, where his hand fully touched her arm, not a weak arm, a strong powerful one of a hunter. Down to the curves of her sides and hips to rest there as his eyes trailed back up, he was silent the whole time, taking in everything and yet not having enough.
“How did I get so lucky? To be in the presence of such a beautiful woman?”
He asked. She was mostly healed but whatever was left from her beating he could ignore he knew that it was temporary and his beautiful woman was there. Even when she had been bloodied on the floor and he was fixing her up, he wanted to cry, not because of the “loss of her beauty” but because he didn’t know who could do such a thing to an angel like her.
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Palaydrian held her breath as Jiva spoke to her, words with the same emotions and feelings she felt for the day. How wonderful her morning had been, how enjoyable the afternoon had begun despite her ribs, and now laying on the sandy shore with the man she knew she loved, wishing she could say and do more than gaze longingly into his eyes. She exhaled softly as his hand moved up to her hair, pushing a few golden wet tendrils aside, his touch tantalizing her as it continued downward. Drin pushed her head into his cheek as the fingers lingered there, but as they lowered to her neck, her heartbeat rose to the challenge as her entire body become hyper aware of the sensations her sent through her. The hand moved to her arm which gave her racing heart some reprieve, but not for long as Jiva continued to brush down her side and eventually the feel good weight of his hand rested on her hip.
Ocean eyes drank Jiva in as his gaze locked with hers. The heat would drive her mad if she couldn’t have him now, but the woman knew she was in no shape for such exertions. Her breath had been held in once more at some part of the journey his fingertips took, but now she breathed out, a come hither look about her face. His confession made her head reel and the pleased smile on her lips spread. You jest with me...I have a raspberry face and my body, she gestured with her bruised wrists, I’m littered with cuts...you couldn’t find me beautiful now, she confessed, but her smile didn’t fade. Palaydrian didn’t feel sorry for herself and she knew Jiva wasn’t lying, this little bit of knowledge making her body and soul want him even more.
I should ask the same question about being with someone so incredibly handsome, she mused as she gently set up, biting back the pain to trace her fingers across his body. The outlines of Aram’s hands could be seen clearly now in the sunlight, but Drin ignored this ugliness as her hands moved from the man’s head, down to his neck, onto his broad chest, his strong arms, and finally rested on his hips. She gently pulled on him, already starving for another kiss.
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“Never I do not jest. Not when it comes to you. I care little for those things they are temporary and you’ll heal fine. You are still beautiful to me no matter what.”
He was shaking his head furiously as she said this, in no way would he jest to her about her apppearance. Though he knew of self conscience wolves, he thought she knew she was beautiful, but it seemed he would have to persuade her. He was no such wolf, he knew he was handsome, the only thing he was never sure of were his actions. At her words and her touch he couldn’t help but pull her into another kiss, caressing her hip as he pulled himself to touch her body, mingling their fur together and wanting to give her more than anything, what she really wanted right now... well what he was sure her instincts wanted right now at least.He let a leg pull in one of hers as to get a little closer to her, wanting them to touch fulling, all the while still giving her long lingering kisses that made him melt, feeling that he could take on the world right about now. Though he could only pull back, but he kept his body as close to hers as he could and looked into her eyes, his own sparkling.
“I should stop before something happens we may regret.”
He said, but didn’t move. He didn’t want to. he wanted to be here with her forever just like this showing her that he would be hers forever. Though he hoped one day when he got the alpha’s permission he could show her his love in many more ways. Though the thought of that made him wonder if he could show her and make her enjoy anything, especially with the looming threats of Aram over her.
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Her smile broadened. Jiva was always so sincere and candid with her, this amazed her and made her want him all the more. She had never considered herself beautiful, but if told enough she’d see that she truly was. Being beautiful in Jiva’s eyes was all she needed though and the only confirmation she needed. He gave into her demands and she allowed herself to lay back down in the sand beside him. His kisses made her hunger for the next ones as her hands gently wrapped around the back of his neck, almost forcing him to stay close to her, but he didn’t seem to mind. The heat was incredible, radiating off her like the far tendrils of the sun and igniting her body. She felt she would burst into delicious flames as Jiva expertly moved his legs to draw her even closer.
His fur against hers felt like a brand against her body, pleasant and burning with desire and lust. The woman’s body began to ache for the male as her hips pushed towards his. This was unreal, she wanted him so much, and she didn’t know if she could control herself. The scent of her desperate need permeated the air and grew thick on the lake coast. She kissed him fully, pulling away now and then to gently lick and bite his neck or ears and occasionally she’d let out a moan. She was breathless by the time Jiva pulled away a bit to look into her eyes.
Smiling up at him with a lustful smirk she replied, how could I regret anything done with you? Her need was so strong now. She didn’t belong to him, but at this moment, nothing else mattered except for the ache between her legs and the pounding in her breast.
Credit goes to Haley for such a pretty table! <3.
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