tell the wolves I'm home
Crouching below the rocks, the sudden assault below unearthed his endless amusements; a bellowing laugh to follow as he simply sank beneath the siege; caught and unbothered to try and lift himself away. All her promises for retribution didn’t bother him in the least, and he took his time snagging away the grass from his calves, watching over his shoulder as she aimed to…grapple, was his best guess.
But rather than strive and struggle, he adhered, rolling over into the plumes, hastening other momentums as he settled her around his waist. “Finally,” he rumbled, as if this had been all her doing; a barrage of mischievous inclinations twisting over his features, the curve of his smile, the hooded proportions of his gaze. His regard was hardly hidden or furtive, taking her in; dirt and water and bare, pale skin underneath the shrouds of crimson. “Did you have a good time?”
With promises of more to come, of course.
[FIN <3]
But rather than strive and struggle, he adhered, rolling over into the plumes, hastening other momentums as he settled her around his waist. “Finally,” he rumbled, as if this had been all her doing; a barrage of mischievous inclinations twisting over his features, the curve of his smile, the hooded proportions of his gaze. His regard was hardly hidden or furtive, taking her in; dirt and water and bare, pale skin underneath the shrouds of crimson. “Did you have a good time?”
With promises of more to come, of course.
[FIN <3]
the ressurected sword
