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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    i'll use you as a warning sign - kylin
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    It is better that Kylin doesn't know to ask after his mate and children; the answer would be much the same as if she asked after his former wife and their child. He doesn't know, and without them nearby and in need of him, he does not care. When he had asked her to stay in Loess, he'd known both Isobell and Heda were carrying his children, and there was no mental dissonance in attempting to add Kylin to his collection as well. That she'd have disliked being forced was the only reason he had not; he'd rather his women come willingly.

    And they always do, for whatever reason. Perhaps its his kelpie nature, perhaps it is charm, perhaps he has a tendency for choosing those who will give him the least trouble. No, probably not the last. Heda and Isobell have been plenty of trouble. Only Kylin has truly come easily.

    Ivar enjoys that; her weakness has always appealed to the hunter in him as well as the man.

    "Of course," he reassures her, "This is your home."

    There is still a sheen of tears in Kylin's eyes as she teases him, so when she reaches out playfully he returns the gesture with much more heat, sliding his muzzle firmly down the length of her jaw. There Ivar plucks gently at the soft pulse of her heartbeat where it nestles beneath her neck, his warm breath a stark contrast to the icy teeth he rests there for only a moment. He wants the tears gone, and suspects the sudden shift from play to prey might startle them out of her.  
    His teeth are just as quickly shielded with a kiss that he presses to her throat, though the visceral reminder of her fragility stirs the hunger that has been mostly subdued.

    That hunger softens his reaction to her answer, the need to keep her within reach easily trumping an emotional response. Lashing out might distance her, and as she continues (with Ivar peppering soft touches back and forth the length of her neck), her explanation brushes away the sudden need for vengeance. Whoever he was, he is gone now. There's no need to be concerned. She might have used the present tense when saying that she loves him, but Ivar will put in in the past. He had not been teasing, of course; he will not hesitate to drag her former lover to the bottom of the sea were he to ever return.

    "No buts," he tells her as he brushes against her fins. They twitch at his touch and he smiles. "No buts. He doesn't matter anymore." The kelpie knows that at least to be true, and attempts to reassure her further. "You're mine now, as you should have always been."

    @[Kylin]
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    i'll use you as a warning sign - kylin - by Ivar - 05-20-2018, 04:05 PM
    RE: i'll use you as a warning sign - kylin - by Ivar - 05-22-2018, 05:21 PM



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