'Cause with my mid-youth crisis all said and done
"Lucky for me, you're beautiful enough for the both of us," Fox mumbles into her hair, a smile in his voice. And as long as Kiada doesn't mind him looking like hell, he's happy for her to carry that particular gorgeous torch for the two of them. Huffing a soft laugh at the feel of her tail twining around his leg, for a long moment the hunter doesn't move an inch, and not only because she's all but anchored him in place.
The solid ground beneath his feet, the warm breeze, the distant smell of spice and sweetness from the stalls and bars around Jack Tar Landing are one thing, but the warm presence of the woman in his arms is all he needs to start to feel better. "Mm, that would be nice. We can pick up dinner on the way," he suggests; it's still such a novelty to have someone to go home with - to even eat dinner at home - that he finds himself smiling again at the mere thought.
Eventually, her news and her arms around his neck refocus him, Fox tilting his head and gently tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear. "From the look on your face I imagine it's good news?"
The solid ground beneath his feet, the warm breeze, the distant smell of spice and sweetness from the stalls and bars around Jack Tar Landing are one thing, but the warm presence of the woman in his arms is all he needs to start to feel better. "Mm, that would be nice. We can pick up dinner on the way," he suggests; it's still such a novelty to have someone to go home with - to even eat dinner at home - that he finds himself smiling again at the mere thought.
Eventually, her news and her arms around his neck refocus him, Fox tilting his head and gently tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear. "From the look on your face I imagine it's good news?"
FOX
I need to be youthfully felt, 'cause God I never felt young
totally sniped from odd ilu
Horns: Small, bone-like protrusions (aka your stereotypical devil horns) that are easy to miss in his hair.
